Pursed Lips -

A sight to see, ignoring yet another one

I’d like just to see her enjoy some time alone

Instead of on the phone

Trace the dots to find most of all the pieces

They hide in the corners

To make your life a home on the bottom shelf

Holding your breath until no one can see you

Break through the walls that keep circles beneath you

A day to soon and the clock’s running backwards

Tomorrow we’ll see why we all run like cowards