On Oceans of Blue

im around the corner
im supposed to be asleep
but its all dark
‘cept for the tv
im playin with jacks
the ones you dont know that i have
but im bouncin the ball real soft
and the game is hard
your chair squeaks
i freeze
the tv is still on
the floor squeaks
who are you?
why am i here?
i do not know you
or this place
or these jacks
but the squeak
the squeak i know
the refrigerator door squeaks
i shift my weight
the bottle opener squeaks
i dont know where i am
or why im here
or who you are
but that squeak!
the floor again
and the chair
and the click click of the remote
i peep around the corner
very very slowly
too quick and youll see me
cus im supposed to be asleep
click click
click click
your face is blank
no nose
no eyes
no mouth
you smell weird
like that man on the street
mama always locks her car door
your chair
squeak squeak
you rock back and forth
who are you?
why am i here?
where are we?
you stop rocking
i freeze
the ball rolls across the floor
soft thump thump thump
you look me straight in the eyes
yet you have no eyes
i run back to the room
the one im supposed to be asleep in
i jump in the bed
the one im supposed to be asleep in
i cover up with the quilt
the one that smells like dog
the one im supposed to be asleep under
and i realize
im still holding my jacks
squeak squeak
thump
squeak squeak
thump
i wake up
im in my room
a hundred miles away from you
whoever you are
my walls are white
with my pictures on them
my mirror is shined
with squishy red hearts on it
my desk is cleaned
with my books on it
who are you?
why did you meet me last night?
where was that dream?
and who am i?