Smog rolls in, cars so close we can hear them breathing.
Pale mouth glows, whispering a poem: something wet and terrible.
We take our daily dread. I chew it and forget my brother’s words.
I cut you on the wrist, a little game I play,
saying “Please, please stay.”
All my life I’ve been afraid of living with you in a dead city,
and all my fears have come to pass--I’m dying with you in a dead city.
Smog rolls in, night so close I can hear it breathing.
Hanging from a tree, a little hand is beckoning, “Won’t you play with me?”
The buildings slowly fade a darker shade of beige until the foreman yells.
I cut him on the wrist, a little game I play,
saying, “Please go away, go away.”
All my life I’ve been afraid of living with you in a dead city,
and all my fears have come to pass--I’m dying with you in a dead city.
credits
from Creep On,
released October 1, 2014
Written, performed and recorded by Erin Lovett
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