Sit and Stare


Sit and stare, stand and stare
out the window, there is a balloon, in the air
stabbed in the back, in the back of the neck
Central cortex backside’s bet
Hear a pop
here nor there
There’s a pup
See it anywhere

Broken elevator drops
zero G is oh-so hot
Don’t care, earphones here
Don’t swear, mother’s near

These are the thoughts that entertain
And more and more to pass the blame
And less and less when time’s the same
Lest no on knows, or there’d be shame
But we’re glad you came