0898 HEARTACHE

Calvalcad through antemortem,

Terminal suburban boredom

Summon second magpie for a small dopamine hit

You wait and watch your own self die

Not final act but in real time

You are the sight and seeing

You’re a reflection of it

Grind my bones into the finest snow

Lay me and melt me in a crack of sun

Restored to earth, afforded a second birth

Dine on my rotten fruit for years to come

Line engaged cradle to grave,

You occupy liminal space

A recipe for disaster,

A table laid for tow

I’m mouth agape arms open wide

Not to received but crucified

The wind whistled a tune I stole and sang for you

Grind my bones into the finest snow

Lay me and melt me in a crack of sun

Restored to earth, afforded a second birth

Dine on my rotten fruit for years to come

You’re a million bucks and I am avarice

You know how I hunger for it

I couldn’t draw a dine in 50 states

Non-arrival to your party,

I did Five Halves for your birthday

Bitter, larger, Guinness, cider

Lemoned to chase!

Grind my bones into the finest snow

Lay me and melt me in a crack of sun

Restored to earth, afforded a second birth

Dine on my rotten fruit

For years and years to come

No talk of the shape of the ceremonial counties

There’s no Runners Up Hall Of Fame

I plucked a white-hot shooting star,

To wish upon when times are hard

An asterisk against your name!

0898 HEARTACHE

You’re calling me a mistake,

Just call me if you want a bad time

Dial 0898 HEARTACHE

If you’re calling me’s a mistake,

Then tell me why we’re both still on the line?