Hide & Seek

Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form crop circles in the carpet,
Sinking…feeling
Spin me around again and rub my eyes;
this can't be happening.
When busy streets, a mess with people, would stop to hold their heads
Heavy

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machines
all those years;
they were here first.

Oily marks appear on walls
where pleasurable moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machines
You won't catch me around here
Blood and tears
They were here first.

What you say
Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did
What you say
That it's all for the best, of course it is
What you say
That it’s just what we need, you decided this
What you say
What did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Bittersweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
Speak no feeling no I don't believe you
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
You don't care a bit.