Jennifer Rostock U.S.
Echolot

I carry my head under my arm, I have shoulders of steel
The clock stands on alarm, my balance is on a diagonal
And between glassy looks and printed paper
I only see false pride, frail wood under the veneer

Where we hang around, get around, laugh loudly, stay quiet
No more grass grows after us
Spider web threads stick on the sentences we speak
And the boredom drinks my whole glass

We already know each other well
I’m losing interest, I’m losing reference

Because for long enough, we’ve been sitting in the same boat
Without vision, without navigation, without radar
We’re floating in place without a goal
No ell under the keel
No waves hit against the bow
Long enough
I’ve had enough for a long time

We’re half-actor and half-voyeur
We’re half-megaphone and half-hearing
But if we’re always standing with an ear on the door, eavesdropping
We may never discover where it leads

Nothing passes our lips except the beer we’re sipping on
But the unspoken things clot and amaze you
And cigarettes bob between all the lips
I’d bet everyone here just wants to fuck, no one trusts themselves

I know all of it too well
I’m losing interest, I’m losing reference

Because for long enough …