Fluorescent Light

I cave in under fluorescent lights
They beam me down and I fall to my knees
It all comes in patterns, stitches, crossroads
And its hard to feel alive
Its easy to see what’s wrong with me
Its easy to see what’s wrong with me
I will disintegrate with words on Wire
More likely to shake out fists of gold
I paint proposals in records on the wall
In statues unseen from a suburb window
In hospital linoleum and chipping paint
In realizations that come when I forget my own name
Its easy to see what’s wrong with me
Its easy to see what’s wrong with me
I will disintegrate with words on Wire
More likely to shake out fists of gold
I hang up paintings of a life untold
One that I dreamed of as a child
I walk in this forest still to see
If my tree tangles with bitter company
My words are coming out now
Breaking in patterns with spiked confidence
At the peak is where I wish to stay
Without fading on a dismal day
Its easy to see what’s wrong with me
Its easy to see what’s wrong with me
I will disintegrate with words on Wire
More likely to shake out fists of gold