Search and Destroy

I pour, through little black books
Phone books and crumpled store reciepts
A remedy for this aching dependence.

You're somewhere, smiling in this world
Street corners, waiting for the bus
I want to keep you all to myself.

Faded names and blurred memories
Just as good as a bad disease
I'll find you and you'll be all set.

This space, tears a screaming black hole
Pushing aginst the confines of our cages
You're so fucking stubborn like a stuck sheep.

I'm hanging up, all my phones
I'm cutting all my connects
This time you've evaded capture.