Red

There's a window in my head. 
There's a window in my heart. 
I look out of them when I'm sleepy 
and then I fall apart. 
Things are crumbling outside of me 
and they're crashing at my door. 
There's a crest that keeps arriving. 
I strip my face off of the mirror 
and then I take another breath. 
The animals are still screaming, dreaming 
Screaming for a human's death