Friday, August 28, 2009

Stained Glass Apartment

Heart made of plastic
in a case of stained glass
We’re two dogs in the hallway
pretending carpet is grass

We don’t play well together
We’re all tangled in chains
I scratch up the apartment
and you howl when it rains

We sleep side-by-side
in our four-poster bed
You hide your secrets in me
I keep mine in my head