Watch Me from grave by Frankie Tuffragette

Watch me
When you take off your shirt
And watch me
When you move onto mine
Watch me
Like the passing of time
On the face of the one that you love

Watch me
As I'm washing your dishes
Watching me
Trying to suss out my motives
Watch me
Like the boy on the bus,
His eyes glazed with daydreams of desire

'Cause the watch that resides on yr wrist
Just reminds you of times that you missed
And of things that you have to do later
Why not throw the damn thing in the river
And watch me

Watch me
Like you've got to for school
Watch me
Like you're guarding a pool
Watch me
On your CCTV
Like I'm nicking CDs from the mall

Watch me
Leaving cookie crumb trails
Watch me
Via satellite surveillance
Watch me
As you hammer the nails
That impale my palms to your cross

Cause your watch may be too fast or slow
But your mind has a time of its own
And I know you've got nowhere to be
So take your hands from your face please
And watch me

The clock on the wall always lies
You're always somewhere else in time
But I'm here and I'm near and I'm free
And today's the last day that we'll meet
So watch me

• Alternative
• DIY
• alt pop
• punk poetry
• queer punk
• riotgrrrl
• London