Shouting

A nightmare lies behind your eyes they Dream of cruelty to me this morning Baked them on my radiator Until they were the purple I'd imagined Food has fallen in front of my face Lights are planted in bottles The whirr and gurgle of the home I've made Repeats The tarnish on my broken watch is The color of the corpses of the insects Breathing through a stuffy nose is All that sounds above the breaker flipping Easy now, the days are long they Give me what I need to think I'm evil We can be whatever we want Why am I afraid to hear you shouting?