By star69
Date: 22 July 1999

a little night fury

that little voice of 
   paranoia 
inside me 
has been making me cry at night
i beat my pillow and 
   wonder 
where you are when you don't 
answer the phone 
imagining scenarios of 
  you 
   with high fashion 
     new york women
   romping carelessly 
on the bed we slept in together
(out of sight out of mind am i?)
   i tear my hair out 
while trying to comfort myself
with your words of love
i remember them 
   one by one 
slowly they pull me out of my
 furious daydream
and lull me to sleep