We spent the night counting leaves
As raindrops slicked the trees
And practiced taps along the rooftops
Of long dead houses
Prisoners lurked
Blue hued faces locked
Against commercials
Singing lyrical dittys
And pretending to care
About the lives of people they would never know
And who, if they did
Would never deign
To care of them
We spent the night watching crickets
Play badmitten
With a piece of Kleenex mother dropped
As she walked across the floor,
Creaking in the silence of one a.m.
Tears splish splashing in the solitude of
Minutes passing
Digital, click
Oh one, oh two
We spent the night counting after school specials
As the blood ran
Through the veins and into gutters
Vampires drooling
If they ever could, would, should
And spent the night in bed asleep
And dreaming of the things we might have done
If we had
Spent the night
In anything
But sleep