Somewhere, Someone

It's not this town.
Somewhere
someone
has to be
feeling
like me.

Lost in a city
that was never
meant to be theirs,
hoping for
something,
or someone,
to jump out of
the pavement
and pull them
into their world.

Is it too much to
ask for a little
shot of love
mixed with
anything other
then alcohol.

Perhaps a
sunny day
when the
forecast calls
for rain.

When Annalei
can't stop
staring at you
with those
eight month old
eyes.

Just something
besides mixed
emotions with
Bacardi put in
to add some spice.

A little music
in the morning
to push me down
Bristol and keep
me seperated
from real life.

It's a cellophane
existance in a
wrapping paper
world.

Where's my bow?

Or did I just
come untied.