The light in the kitchen is blue And it makes everything come true I wash my hands in the sink Like they don't belong to me There is a fly in the window frame It keeps hitting the same place I don't help it get out I just listen to the sound
You said you'd come by at night I check the clock all the time But time doesn't move here right It bends in the blue light I open and close the fridge Just to feel something shift Cold air on my face Like a small kind of grace
I don't think about you Not the way I used to Just your shoes by the door That aren't there anymore The light hums overhead I sleep here instead On the kitchen floor Where you stood before
And the fly finally stops I don't notice when it drops I just turn off the light And disappear for the night
