Chris Gillespie

I'm Still Here
© 2007 Chris Gillespie

There's a teapot on the table
And there's milk in the fridge
The sugar, tea and coffee
All in coloured tins
Two chairs in the kitchen
Orange cake in the cupboard
Noises come and go
The house creaks
And cars drive by slow

I left you a very long time ago
I haven't sat with you for twenty years
But I'm still here

Here in the air, in the carpet
I'm on the tiles, across the lawn
You'll find me where the dogs are buried
You won't get me out of these walls
Everything I ever thought
Floats on through the halls
When I was alone at night
I cursed and many names did I call

Those names ring throughout the water pipes
There's my photo on your wall
but I haven't gone at all
Not at all

And the steps that lead to the garden shed
Your father built those before you were born
The clothesline stands at an angle
The wire is bent and worn

The tools are mine, the sawdust I made
The wireless my only friend
In my last moments I did love you
Though I fought you until the end

I left you a very long time ago
There's my photograph upon your wall
I haven't sat with you for twenty years
But I'm still here
I'm still here...