Con S Sewer

Arrived home from work
Called to go outside
Looked up at the moon again
Awaited notions to rise
Wistfully perused a street
Hanscom Boulevard
Needed to believe tout suite
That I hold the words in my heart
Then I lived another moment
And still one more after that
Grappling with modes
Internal debate
Should I be a connoisseur
Or a woman of fate?
Believed all these years
That everything would work out
But at the same time
My head is full of doubts
There goes another moment
I guess pretty soon I’ll be out
Eyes dart all across the room
But feet stand so still I forget the world moves too
There’s a distance ‘tween my arch and the floor
Creates a growing schism through which all of my intent pours
Out before the world can see
Who I truly am
What is it ‘bout being me
That I don’t understand
Wait, wait up
Wait, wait up for me
Cause baby I’m telling everyone we had pancakes in the dark
And I don’t wanna be the last one to open up my heart
Tonight we’ll stay up to see the sun, Gotta catch first light
My body’s movin' as I listen to you talk about your life
There’s nothing else we could be doing to make the most of our time
I just wanna spend it here with you as moments pass by
Oh look, there goes one
And so on like they’ve done