The WaspSing me to sleep, the crickets and their prey, morning smells like cigarettes and coffee, as you come into frame. Clumsily the wind pulls at your chimes, stumbles by your towels on your line, conversation picks up just outside, I mostly sit and listen 'cause I'm shy.
Do you recall the wasp that drowned, swimming in your drink?
Everything seems so small, maybe I just fill more space, I wanna stay with you and watch the water, swallow up the rain. Clumsily the wind pulls at your chimes, stumbles by your flowers in a line, conversation picks up just outside, I mostly sit and listen 'cause I'm shy.
Do you recall the wasp that drowned, swimming in your drink?