drama

when youre in the seat
plushly upholstered safe and apart
contempt scornful blithely amused
unaffected by affairs of the heart

but thrust on the stage
spotlights burning
laughter faded
lovelife spurning
polaroid colour washes to black
she is where she cant go back
hopes gunned down
love lies bleeding

two hurt? must be them. i can't feel anything so i must be fine

make a hella good song tho
ending with the empty hiss of an old record going round and round

henley once sang
already gone