Corner of My Eye

Ladybug upon my wrist
Strikes a simple pose and then flies
Sitting man across from me
Wears housefly-hair and sunken eyes
And he just wants another quarter
For five quarts of forgetting sauce

Knuckles white like embers ashen
Clicks his jaw in neurotic time
Face a strobe-lit street-light dance
As subways screech their third-rail rhyme
And I just want to see my girlfriend
'Cause her hugs are the best I know
Though I'm gone I don't want us to end
But I feel me slipping out the corner of her eye

Ladybug upon my wrist
Strikes a simple pose and then flies
Sitting man across from me
Wears housefly-hair and sunken eyes
He just wants another quarter
For five quarts of forgetting sauce
And I play "couldn't-be-much-bored-er"
As I'm watching the drunk in the corner of my eye