Other Things

People like us
Fall in and out of love.

I twist like a tap,
Just enough to switch you off.

Two sides of the same coin,
I never see the penny drop.

Can’t sound fog horns,
If you're already lost.

And,

I still live alone
in the attic.

Kitchen bloodstains,
When science turned to magic.

It would help if you turned into my cleaner.
A wasted life – bleaching all the windows.

So,
Turn me down,
Turn the other cheek.
Not my first time.
I make promises -  I never keep.

Satisfied?
I doubt I’ll ever be.

Treehouses fly.
Oranges will grow teeth.

Before I figure out.
These other things.

Still vested
Inside me.