Orion’s Nightlight
Wednesday, August 24th, 2005Can’t forget the night
The lightning went from my eyes
On its way up to heaven
To kiss Orion goodnight.
I miss the way i used to be
Swinging back and forth
On the edge of the third
Star on Orion’s belt.
Can’t shake this feeling
Of a bicycle flipping
In a yellow day under
A glowing white sky.
Can’t stop the words
From cutting into my cheeks
Like shards of broken prayers
Dripping red from my mouth.
In a room-spinning morning
And a balance-stealing daydream
I’m trying to stand up tall
Stretching for the moon.
Pull the lightning from my eyes
On a crystal Sunday evening
Pouring out my soul’s libations
So Orion can read in bed.
Stepping to the mirror
To see the monster right inside me
With no pupils, light or beauty
And completely flawless hair.
Walked out into the grass
Feeling it cut into my feet.
If anybody needs me,
Feel free to follow the blood.
Orion looks happier tonight.
Seems the knight saved the princess.
Why can’t i vomit and
Make myself feel better?
And i keep hearing whispers
From the soundtrack in my head
Subtle as glass shattering
In a forgotten empty room.
Though lightning strikes
Sometimes twice, I’ll be
Holding metal up to my eyes
…waiting for Orion to go to bed…