Small Life

Shafer spiked his last hurrah
deep into his veins
watched as the blood blossomed in the dropper
like a rose

free at last from witnessing
anything at all
he sits and stares at the wall
feels ten feet small

small life

well down the hall in 362
Billy flips head you live
tall's you loose
his inflatable lover

whistles Sinatra slow at mean
all dressed up with no where to go
don't every hear the sad songs on the radio
but he can't forget her name
that's all

small life

Shafer spiked his last hurrah
deep into his veins
watched as the blood blossomed in the dropper
like a rose

free at last from witnessing
anything at all
he sits and stares at the wall
feels ten feet small

small life