The Plague

I've spent many a night Lying on my back Waiting for the dawn To pierce and crack And the ceiling Hanging from the sky And I envy the boy Who grabbed the toy And ran away And found a joy While I stood in the shadows Wondering why Flying towards me Then he laughs A woman's face The terrible taste Of the morning after kisses And goodbyes I could never seem to catch my footsteps Have desires, they fly away Every day I have to fight the plague How can I sleep in hours like this When anguish tracks me like a fist My nakedness exposed, I can't stand Still I...try to remember lips on lips