Friday, March 29, 2013

Matter


A mouthful of eggs and a television on
I ate them all, all of them up
Bombs falling on hearts in the sand
Just a movie or the news
Maybe it doesn't really matter
A little seasoning and it all tastes the same

A glass of water and the radio on
I drank them up, all of them up
Words falling on ears in the sand
Just a minute for the news
Surely it doesn't really matter
A little ice and it all tastes better

Asleep and the nightlight on
I dreamed them up, all of them up
Pictures falling on me in the sand
Just a blink for the news
Maybe this is what matters
A little gone and it all seems better further away

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