“A Nameless Face”
Walking through another dreamlike street
Where faces burn cold, cold as meat
And those eyes look beyond your flesh and bones
And those voices hush down in dusty tones.
A nameless face, a little boy
Cold as fine satin, insignificant toy
Eyes of lost sapphires, hair like desert sand
If he could grow into a child, he wouldn’t be a man.
Love in a box, fast food is popular of late.
Someone’s heart lies on a paper plate
His lies somewhere on a silver moon
Would the gods grant a nameless face a boon?
Lover unknown who has no choice but to care
Against the world’s clothed souls, your body is so bare.
Walk through the streets, everyone’s face is a trout.
Dead cold fish people, in silent bubbles they shout.
Paint me a sad picture, I’ll have the color of your eyes.
If I understand you, don’t be so surprised.
Remember, we’ve met before
Behind a different door.
Nameless Face or Faceless Name,
I am the jigsaw, play my game.
Two champagne glasses, the table I don’t see.
You are half-full, I half-empty.
A nameless face
I can’t replace
But among the dead in the vault