The Back Room

From a Basement on the Hill
is what we listen to

Dirty floors, screens, posters, memories

“DO NOT PLAY MUSIC WHILE TV IS ON”

The fan spins, you spin, I spin, we all fall down

Remember that one time I ate rocks and you beat me with gems?
Remember that one time circles danced in the air and the heater yelled at us?
Remember the night I slept in grass and you pretended not to see us?

The counter was covered with mugs
and you never even said thank you.