Broken But Loud

Broken But Loud

Broken but we’re screaming loud
duct tape patches on the crowd
off-brand hope and cheap jokes
singing for the regular folks

Coffee cold upon the stand
bills are getting out of hand
phone is buzzing with the alarm
reflection showing all the harm

World throws bricks through window pane
driving me inside insane
speaker crackles
riff crawls out
removing every single doubt

Knees complain inside the joint
but dancing is the only point
socks are sliding on the tile
crumbs are caught inside the pile

Dishes stacking in the sink
judging me before I blink
flip them off with wooden spoon
howling at the afternoon

Cracks in walls and carpet stains
notices on fridge remains
singing backup for the lung
songs that have to get sung

Cat is watching from the sill
judging every single drill
sirens wail outside the glass
watching heavy hours pass

Stir the noodles in the steam
living in the dinner dream
raise the pot and claim the win
let the hunger start again

Nothing fixed and nothing paid
same old mess that we have made
but for a minute we stood tall
heckling the empty hall

One day knees will finally break
rent will take what it can take
but right now we crank the sound
knocking dust all over the ground

Stealing joy between the chores
dancing on the dirty floors
thieves in socks and ankle deep
making promises to keep

Leave the dishes for the morn
let the news look on in scorn
song is finished
you are too
standing up
and making do