Arms

left your black gloves on my table
left your dark horse in the stable
thinking of a way to get you to stay
and i'll promise to
fight the wind and wait for you
i'm an owl with tired eyes
i'm a scarecrow in disguise

i often go out pacing when all i want to do is stay inside
and look out the window with you

there was a dead grouse in your arms
that was the moment that you lost your charm
an old bear paw sitting in a jar
under a tree that never grew any leaves
shake my arms, shake my head
i fell asleep in your cobweb
and i'm turning off all the lights tonight
saw you in a crowded bar, pale with hungry eyes