No Windows

 I vacillate between no excuses and

every reason. I want to live long enough to see

changes in me.

Still no windows here, not with this rent

Doesn't seem to bother me yet everyone who comes here says couldn't do it, there's no windows in here Outside it's all kinds of pink you don't get neon without all those power lines maybe there's no time for changes in me I go on and on, feeling most complete when i'm incomplete Have you ever wondered what it's like to know you? I actually think you've pondered this a lot And here I am, still getting to know you. No windows in here, not with this rent yesterday Eric told me my mother's hitting people with her purse I remember all those years ago she held my teary face and told me

honey everyone is a little bit crazy Looking out my window I become terrified of where i'm at. The ocean and the sky mock each other with reflections.

Sky says to ocean, you're messier than you used to be.

And ocean says to sky, well i'm looking at you, too.