Thursday, 15 January 2009

Jiminy Cricket

I am the wind that whistles through your hollow bones.
I am the chill that hunts you down when you’re at home.
I am the shiver searching for a spine to climb.
You know I’m everything you feel when you’re alone.

I’m in the smoke that curls around your cigarettes.
I’m in the creases in the sheets upon your bed.
I’m in the places you forget that dirt collects
I’m in the part of you your mirror cant reflect

...................Jiminy Cricket.................
He’s not in at the minute...................
....
Never has been.

..........That’s why I’ve.........................
..................Got you now.....................


Every time the curtains move you hear my name.
Every time you hear the wind you fear the same.
I am the image in the corner of your eye,
That’s always hidden by the time you double take.

I am the wind you’re pissing into.
I am the piss on your parade.
I am the shadow hanging over,
Lengthening as you get older.

..........You know it's over........................
....................You know I own ya..............