Sappho

From the street, I see your window

And I look up in

Is that even your house?

Is that Sappho you're reading?

Is it cool when I don't care?

Can you feel me in the air?

Under the crack in the door

Can you tell I have no floor?

And I'm shivering

Just thinking

Where have you been

All these minutes?

I am too stressed out to

Do the thing that they won't do

But why should I fight back?

I'm just not like that

And I'm sorry if

I have been a real bad friend

Your face too close to mine

To hear you talk

So I look up into your window

From the street where I am standing

Is that even your house?

Is that your landing?

And I wanna know what you're reading

Is it cool when I don't care?

Can you feel me in the air?

Under the crack in the door

Can you tell I have no floor?

I'm not grounded

Nothing

Nothing

Nothing