Just kinda...thinking
(Why would you) leave remnants of yourself dotted here
As if accidental (I'm sure they were)
In case I'd forget otherwise (I'm sure I won't)
Crawling under the bed
Hiding under piles of my own disorganization
Intermingling and tainting everything
Infected with those precious few items of junk
Soiled with your scent
And it's all terribly erratic.
They remind me of how we hung here -
Laid there, cocooned in each other
Speaking in tangents too sparse to be named conversation
Making excuses
But Tell-Tale and Know-All hung in the air
Stayed there
Haunting us
Like memories of things which are yet to pass.
I don't know if this is a current affair
or
A change-of-channel insight to the future
I could sell these pieces of you as memorabilia
Some bric-a-brac in a dirty backstreet market
To reflect their worth
And ours.
Or we could die a myth buried in each other's dust.
As if accidental (I'm sure they were)
In case I'd forget otherwise (I'm sure I won't)
Crawling under the bed
Hiding under piles of my own disorganization
Intermingling and tainting everything
Infected with those precious few items of junk
Soiled with your scent
And it's all terribly erratic.
They remind me of how we hung here -
Laid there, cocooned in each other
Speaking in tangents too sparse to be named conversation
Making excuses
But Tell-Tale and Know-All hung in the air
Stayed there
Haunting us
Like memories of things which are yet to pass.
I don't know if this is a current affair
or
A change-of-channel insight to the future
I could sell these pieces of you as memorabilia
Some bric-a-brac in a dirty backstreet market
To reflect their worth
And ours.
Or we could die a myth buried in each other's dust.