listening to: the national 'high violet'

my body frustrates me and disagrees we just don’t agree

in the day time it wants sleep during the night it wants to run

it wants to run around in circles swinging its curls

drown in its thoughts swing its arms against the white walls

i take off all my clothes climb into bed wonder why’ve you

gotta rebel?

it’s not a loud mind it’s the kind of mind that would whisper

in your ear all through the service

you can’t shut it up

i guess it makes no difference

tomorrow’s tomorrow

today was today and i’m in bed again.