Born Without Bones

Privileges
I'm eating dinner alone. I'm writing face down on the table. Crossing vowels spilling over consonants. I'm waiting hungry like a drone for something worth moving for. Why am I so still, so shrill? Why can't I show what I'm made of? Dirty socks fill my drawers. Empty glasses provide company. I make this mess so I can lift my hands for the inclination. I've had enough of the heat. I want to wear my coat again. How can I erase what I have misplaced? I am so glad that you are not around. I am sleeping alone. To the sound of war drums. And the voice in my head speaking in third person. I seem more so like a dream but I can't get it right. I rewrite over and over and over. Why can't I just fall in your line? Why can't I just see that light? Cause I don't believe in war or god or poetic ammunition. I've had enough of the heat. Letras de cancionesI want to wear my coat again. How can I erase what I have misplaced? I am so glad that you are not around. I'm so fucking sick of exit signs. Kevin slow down this is my exit. I just want to be no one else but me Cause I am too proud to take advantage of your privileges. Your privileges. I just want to be no one else but me cause I am too proud to take advantage of your privileges. Your privileges. I just want to be no one else but me cause I am too proud to eat another meal alone. I'm writing face down on the table. Crossing vowels spilling over consonants. From Letras Mania