Life’s Little Misdirections 🥀🦋

Dirt Buffet (It Is Your Fault)

Hunger could consume the sounds
The hot air, distance between us
Indigestible for so long, your dirt
Grinds inside my mouth
Can't swallow, won't go down
Any more, won't
Subject myself

I ate a vocabulary full of stuff
That left a sour taste

My greed was my own, prompted to try
I dined naked at your buffet
Until you said enough
The lights one-by-one go out and
I don't know what to do with myself
When I wake

Sunlight streaming in reminds me life
Is ready to begin
Again
But I won't get up, get out,
Get away because I stayed
Too long and now
There's dirt on my lips
From your buffet

I dreamed about a different place,
Wound up here
My feet like lead
Weigh me down
Can't see inside my head
Dream like I once did
You took it all away
Where I once saw love mingle
At your dirt buffet.

Am I the only one left
Who feels this way?
It's too late to go
So, in dirt gloom I sit defiled
Until all the suns go down
On your stage.

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You can't blame me for my weakness, because you exploited it, then shame me (publicly, isolately) to go away