Jour 1

Full room, slippery floors
Glide to the bathroom
Shut the bathroom door
There are two locks
Why not use them both?
One’s a little hook
One’s a heavy bolt
Turns out it’s what you do
That speaks of you
You can have it all
But you can’t have me too
I will have the very prime
Of the morning gone
Before I end my night
Patterns on the tiles
Look like my veins
They spread out wild
But the blood flows tame
I can almost see you
I can almost feel you
(But you can’t)
What you doing waiting at the door
Like it was me you were waiting for?
Turns out it’s what you do
That speaks of you
You can have it all
But you can’t hav me too
I can almost see you
I can almost feel you
(But you can’t)
What you doing waiting at the door
Like it was m you were waiting for?
Turns out it’s what you do
That speaks of you
You can have it all
But you can’t have me too