no breakfast

from by Lumber Lung



You drive for days to get further away
From that taste in your mouth.
Cold coffee, stale bread, maybe something I said
Got stuck in my breath, caught in the cold air,
Frozen in April.
But I'm still, I'm still, too stiff to move.

Who ever taught you to see this way?
Who ever taught you to talk this way?
Who ever taught you to feel this way?
Who ever taught you to think this way?

You make that sound when you breathe
Like you're trying to speak
But I know you don't have words for me.
Lying on my side all I can feel is jeans that are too tight.

This is how I move just so, just so.
This is how I talk just so, just so.


from 2012, released August 1, 2012



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