Highline

I'm standing on the corner
Here on SW 12th and disorder
Come on over
You can climb through the window
Been open all night
Since the cantaloupe sun
Was devoured to the soggy rind
I'm here in the fading melon heat
With nothing to drink
And my nerves are like wires
In a robot

Calculated sequence
Can't conceive of this scene
Any other way
I'll take your patterned sweater
And cover my eyes
It's all that I know being
So wild and woolly

I stand here on the border
Between lust or wonder
And horror
I feel you watching
Waiting designing
No need to fear
It's all that I've wanted to feel anyway
I try but I can't look away
It's all that I've wanted to see
Since I last saw my hometown

I'll take your patterned sweater
And wrap up all my wires
Another human robot