How Cold

Where have all the stars gone?
Someone flushed them down the toilet.
Last night I swear I saw them in your eyes.
I remember cause I wished I was one of them.

But you woke up this morning and remembered your tie.

Where did you hide the stars?!
Did you swallow them like aspirin with your morning OJ?
Or did those clouds in your eyes distill
what little life you let flow last night?

I look at your hands and I wish I could loathe you.
I would fling you like dust off my Gucci shoe,
and walk over your body as I clumsily hum to myslef.


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