a young mother is startled by the darkness. a baby cries. when he feels the hardness. somewhere else a man dies. of natural causes. and according to sources. a permanent grin fixed on his face. maybe it’s not such a waste. a firm intention slips away. a light bulb’s death ping at the end of the day. old doubts return. the earth shakes and it burns. these are just some of the things that might happen tomorrow. don’t get caught up in all the sorrow. stuff like this happens all the time. you’re not the only one stumbling around. see all the people looking down. wanting what you haven’t got. it’s never as good as it sounds. wanting to take a second shot. you should have cared more the first time around. sometimes you’re so mean. sometimes you’re so sweet. i can’t survive on the morsels of love that you leave at my feet. you drive me to distraction. standing there in your practiced kind of way. you say don’t touch me. you know i play a dangerous game. you tell me of the others who have tried and failed. who willingly gave in. and you’ve heard in the mail. that they’re doing fine now. and their life’s back on track. and that perhaps i should reconsider. maybe turn back. and the more you deflect me. the more you feed the fire. the more you mistreat me. the more i desire. the smallest drop of your affection. you’re used to the attention. that you attract. you swear it’s unintentional. but i know it’s a trap. you say it’s three dimensional. but it always leaves me flat. and the one thing you do that surely fans the flame. is to say don’t touch me. i play a dangerous game. sometimes you're so mean. in this world i feel so little. in this world i feel so brittle. in this world i feel so alone. can’t deny the feeling changes. pounds my heart and rearranges. all the fears from which i’ve flown. my confidence can be so easily blown. in this world i feel so all alone.