Hey...
where am I?
The floor is hard, the room is dark.
Kinda cold.
I can't see my breath,
but I can't feel my hands
Have you seen my...
have you seen the last girl on earth?
She's mine y'know.
She's my only.
She's my...
Where the fuck is my grey hoody?
and who put this muscle shirt on me?
Were we shooting a dirty movie?
I feel dirty.
I feel watched.
Is that what I think it is?
Its cold...smooth and flaking.
Like old skin.
But its dry blood.
Hey who's blood is this?
And where's my fucking hoody?
I loved that sweatshirt.
It looked better on me anyway.
Y'know. One time, I fell in love with someone.
I fell in love with a lot of someones.
But at least I had the balls to be somebody about it.
You seen my lighter?
Fuck
was it in the pocket?
So were my smokes.
You guys suck.
I'm outta here.
And why am I barefoot?
Who's floor is this?
The streets are playing my theme music
something jazzy
and wrong.
Something rambling.
But its too fucking cold for this shit.
So I'm not dancing along.
I'll just nod.
Let the early commuters wonder what's on my head.
In my head.
You just go to work good guy.
You seen my hoody man?
It's got my lighter in it.
Where's my...
hey where the hell is that girl?
You seen her? she's beautiful.
Promise.
Least I think she is.
Where was I going?
the streetlights are so blurry
and beligerent
that's a hard word to see.
Its a hard way to be.
It's a hard path to free.
I think I threw off my prophet.
A while ago.
Maybe I should find a new god.
A new me.
Then I could get back to my bed.
And my shoes...
hey, who's blood is this?
Who's floor is this...
why are the streets spinning
have you seen
have you seen my hoodie man?
Have you seen the last girl?
She loves me y'know.
Something special like.
Only I can't find her.
Did I dream her?
On this sidewalk floor.
Have you seen...
have you seen my lighter man?
I think I gave it to that girl
said her name was
