Late night in lake park
I wait for you to see me
My eyes open
Standing watch for hours
Wearing your favorite thing
I awoke
Pleasing you so slowly
I'm giving you time
And the soft light
On your mad brow
I'm asking you to show me how
Show me now
Show me your second face
Show me how you make
Your second face
Fingers situate themselves
In dark
Moving the way that is so easy
And in summer bright
Your shout on the surface, warm
I throw a box-full
Of oranges
Syrup seeping out
Searching for a season smell
I run from you
Then walk back to
You, who I don't know
I'm sniffing for a light
Show me now
Show me your second face
Show me how you make
Your second face
What did I do to make you feel so bad?
What did I do that you would make me feel so bad?
