Waking up weird
Royal bangs
jittering pleasantly in the street
we watched the house we loved
fill up with strangers' things
we watched the house we loved
fill up with strangers' things
there's a needle-eyed baron
peering at my windowsill, he's
taking measurements of my room
guess now he pays the electric bill
he throws my furniture out to the street
i kick his stupid car
ask him does he know where his kids sleep
sorry
window sun on
coarse blonde hair
prisms bending light upstairs
i watch her work
my friends outside
break a glass, won't say goodbye
sorry
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