

I found teeth in the carpet again
Tiny white moons by the bed
Mother won't look at the hallway
Father just counts what is dead
My name scratched under the table
My sleep tied up in a knot
I keep a cup by the doorway For the things that knock
The walls bend inward
The wires
hum in the rain
I smile for no one And swallow the name
Don't turn on the house
It knows where I hide
Don't speak through the floor
I can hear it inside
Hold me under the static Let the ceiling divide
I am calm on the outside
With a knife in my mind (ahhhh)
There are flies in the mirror today
Black wings spelling my age
Every prayer in the cupboard Has learned to rattle its cage I
wash my hands till they're burning
Still feel the dirt underneath
Something
sleeps in the bedroom Grinding holes in its
teeth
If I open my mouth
Only dust will sing
If I open the door
It will wear my skin (ahhhh)
Bury the clock
Bury the key
Bury the animal Still inside me
Don't turn on the house
It knows where I hide
Don't speak through the floor
I can hear it inside Hold me under the static Let the
ceiling divide
I am calm on the outside With a knife in my mind (ahhhh)
I leave the cup
by the doorway
I leave the bed unmade