The Color of the Night

 

“The Color Of The Night”

You and I moving in the dark
Bodies close but souls apart
Shadowed smiles and secrets unrevealed
I need to know the way you feel

I’ll give you everything I am
And everything I want to be
I’ll put it in your hands
If you could open up to me oh
Can’t we ever get beyond this wall

‘Cause all I want is just once to see you in the light
But you hide behind the color of the night

I can’t go on running from the past
Love has torn away this mask
And now like clouds like rain I’m drowning and
I blame it all on you I’m lost God save me

I’ll give you everything I am
And everything I want to be
I’ll put it in your hands
If you could open up to me oh
Can’t we ever get beyond this wall

‘Cause all I want is just once to see you in the light
But you hide behind the color of the night

I’ll give you everything I am
And everything I want to be
I’ll put it in your hands
If you could open up to me oh
Can’t we ever get beyond this wall

‘Cause all I want is just once forever and again
I’m waiting for you, I’m standing in the light
But you hide behind the color of the night
Please come out from the color of the night.

From On Being Fired Again

From On Being Fired Again

I’ve known the pleasures of being
fired at least eleven times—

most notably by Larry who found my snood
unsuitable, another time by Jack,
whom I was sleeping with. Poor attitude,
tardiness,  a contagious lack
of team spirit; I have been unmotivated

squirting perfume onto little cards,
while stocking salad bars, when stripping
covers from romance novels, their heroines
slaving on the chain gang of obsessive love—

and always the same hard candy
of shame dissolving in my throat;

handing in my apron, returning the cash-
register key. And yet, how fine it feels,
the perversity of freedom which never signs