Fifth snow-covered Tuesday in so many weeks / Check the mail for the sixth or seventh time today / Fold this mighty newspaper over and over / Anxiety quelled by underline / Tiny prayers to the coffee cups scattered all across my house / My only measure of time / In whose world do these accolades matter? / I guess not mine / My slow world spins the same / Fully consumed with what my grandparents used to do / A contact high / Method acting / Scatted like ashes / Scattered like my old homes / Scattered like stars / After all that what did you expect to see / Yell until you’re blind and /or all out of money / Twenty-five Strummers and too many Ramones / Like there’s no place left to go / I don’t know what’s worse / No opinion or no thirst / Or how I can’t find a better use for my time