Meaningless

kill the lights

kill the lights
kill sound
shut it all on down
close it all on off
like a wave of bad news
and hit me with it
so i can lie
lie lie lie
lie my face off
and get it out
the shame the hurt the real
the real echos of what has been
and the shame of what can never be
or what could have
made me
what i’m not
i’m not
so alive
any more
tense as a board
and no more open
than the way a body lives
self-closing atmosphere
don’t let me in
i’ll close you down
don’t lead me on
i’ll let you down
down like a lightning storm
or somebody singing the blues
through their closed throat
and a closed mouth whisper
which never comes but you always hear
in your arms
in your gut
but only with your eyes shut
and the lights out.