Oh, hello, darling,
I was just dreaming of you
Thanks for the interruption
What should we think about?
(in the glow of the digital clock,
Counting off the traitorous minutes creeping past)
Maybe mistakes from years ago?
Just flashes left but they still hurt—
Of course you know that
That’s what you woke me up to tell me
Or maybe that blunder from
The other side of midnight
Want to salt the wound?
The shaker is in the other room
But I still have some from
Last night, if you want
We could worry about tomorrow!
(Creeping closer in that backstabbing glow)
Mistakes on the horizon
Tests and failures
Conversations and humiliations
Fuel for tomorrow night’s…conversation
Or maybe you could invite our old drinking buddy
To the party
I hear he has some suggestions
Things could go so right
Or so wrong
Let’s think about what he has to say
Until it feels real
So that the illusion is perfectly blown glass
When reality shatters it in my chest
Well, today—I guess tomorrow is technically today.