Lonely Shadow Girl

In the half light, on this mad night
I hear a voice in time.
Well, I look back, see a half-smile
Then it's gone from sight.

I was supposed to be packing my bags. I was supposed to be cleaning the house. I was supposed to be a good girl. But things been different since they switched on the streetlight.

Drives me crazy. Not the light, but the interstice. The liminality of where my darkness meets some stranger's flicker-passing light. The shadow of making.

I should know better. I should know when to help myself.

I get split down the middle by my own wayward thoughts. Pay tribute when the shutter won't work, when 8-bit stretch and stow my skin. Away. And then off. Leave your hat on, voyager.

Alone on the bed, I burrow under the mattress to study the pictures. The murky, unintended grain. Remember I would've minded. Once. I was so mad when you left Rory behind, but now I see you meant him as beacon. And even if you didn't, here's to you.

With or without, I'm search-and-find. I'll figure out my role when the music stops. Wait. A good one just came on. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait until I ~

Wait for ~

Since I've come home,
Well, my body's been a mess

Hook my thumb through your gullet, hitch us both along. You going down with me or just here to piss on my cloud?

Hazy is right. You're nothing but a drive-by mirage. Tonight, it's just me all tangled in my sheets.

Could you resist playing in those shadows? Turning on the light? I can't wait for the darkness again. We're getting mighty greedy on all these borrowed watts.