Kiddie Litter - DJ Signify, Sage Francis

Lights flicker on the frame of a light sleeper… watching sports

In a stained wife beater and boxer shorts

Night creeps in-between the uneven slides of venetian blinds

And it sees signs of struggle

He resides in a jungle where the weeds dry and tumble

Every time he deserts love and leaves behind his troubles

This time it seems he’s finally humbled;

Defeated by the feline he’s been trying to subdue, beaten while they cuddle

Now subtle differences got him running from images

Weird as it is, circus mirrors are a serious fear of his

He stays a safe distance from the scary kid

His beard is big and he wears a wig in public appearances

Here he is… half alive in the flesh suit

Curious and appetized by the fresh fruit

Served on a dish at his nightly help group

Who dreamt of catching better Z’s?

Most people would’ve slept through it

If you ain’t been through it, then you don’t know the way the days

Just waste away.

A change of pace needs to take place

I play with razor blades and I shake

Until I shave my face and the break…

Of day lights flicker on the frame of a light sleeper… watching sports

In a stained wife beater and boxer shorts

Sun rays creep in-between the uneven slides of venetian blinds

And it sees signs of struggle

He hides a bundle of demons behind the stubble

Sleep dehydrates him 'til the dreams dry and crumble

Bleeding from his eyes, the scene of the crime’s a puddle

Where he cries Uncle… and doesn’t realize he’s lovable

Lover girl doesn’t purr because she sees

Something of hers stuck in a world that needs to be freed

This cat’s got tongues tied 'til she leaves

A curiosity that could kill an entire species

«See these fingers of mine?»

Yes

«It's time to see if one of them fits the dark ring around your eyes,» She says

So she sends me to a guy who signs permission slips

And if his finger fits…

He’s going to poke inside to see what’s alive

So I went to where she sent me only to find a blind man

With worn down fingertips

And his neck was a library full of razor bumbs

He placed a cup on a tabled labeled «Talk to Me»

And he snuck a smile passed the customs of his scruffy face

He just stared in my general direction and said…