History - Daniel Hart

Are you runnin late?

Did you sleep too much?

All the awful dreams

Felt real enough

Is your lover there?

Is she wakin up?

Did she die in the night?

And leave you alone?

Alone

Mirror, mirror

There’s your crooked nose

Boring hair

A thousand wrinkles

No children

Just emptiness

No place like home

Just a fucking mess

Mess

20 messages

Did you hurt your thumbs?

What a stupid game

Getting nothing done

With your longest track

Your highest score

While you crush your back

And lament the war

War