Underneath

Among the crumpled tissues white like daisies fell like soldiers dead determinedI surrenderCD cases broken in a desperate chance to find the perfect balladTo move youFight with little purposeOnly meaning to scratch the surfaceIt's not pretty underneathThere among debris find casual in casualtyIt's not pretty underneathA bottle meant for two a glass that's full of legs but free of any fingerprintsFrom youA neighbor one time pounding on the wall now lulled to sleep by lowered voicesIs wakingFight with little purposeOnly meaning to scratch the surfaceIt's not pretty underneathThere among debris find casual in casualtyIt's not pretty underneathMy eyes are on your hands I'm helpless when I'm looking at youBe very, very careful not toCrack the seals of last year's arguments they don't hold a candle to the oneThis yearA disagreement used to be a speed bump on a highway going eightyFight with little purposeOnly meaning to scratch the surfaceIt's not pretty underneathThere among debris find casual in casualtyIt's not pretty underneathFight with little purposeOnly meaning to scratch the surfaceIt's not pretty underneathThere among debris find casual in casualtyIt's not pretty underneath