Water Damage

Lying on the function centre steps
High-viz & after shave
I mean does «what women want» tacked on your wall
Mean all these kinds of nights will end up the same?
You need a friend?
Well so did I
Now everybody’s turning like venetial blinds
I’d rather go and make my own terrible time apart
Idea for a film — nah — idea for fame
«Hey, Sandy, that’s him, that’s, uh, what’s his name»
A long walk home a sound of birds
A picture frame
A third floor fitness first
I’m lying on the steps and watching it get light
I go to some food court
& sparrows fight over crumbs on the white tiles
You want to be like water damage:
Typical
«Sandy, can you drive?»