Glass

is this witchy?
my thoughts are cloudy
this is weird: my mind is clear

in this hyper-chlorinated pool of humanity
you're very clean

i give up

is this hunger?
i can't remember
this is strange: we're just the same

in this insatiable, unstable subspecies
you're very sweet

i give up

flies woke up, confused
sprung to life
and spring all here and everything

sleeping on the kitchen couch
sun everywhere
you're very clear

i give up

why put the light on?
why put the light at all?



Credits
Writer(s): Kristin Hersh
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