Grubby Kae Tempest

[Intro]
Up the stairwell: chip-fat grey and London green with damp
Out on the fifth floor, where the wind grips your jaw
And holds you in its clamp
There's a red door, bordered by mottled glass
And inside
A lighted lamp

Pious lives here

Pious is tired but can't sleep, she twitches. Wired
She lies beside a sleeping body, a girl she barely knows
She met her in the pub
And it went the way it goes
The girl's name is Rose
But Pious is lovesick for her Thorn
She left her in the summer
And since then Pious can't get warm
She's carried her, stuck in her side, since the day that she was born
She dreamed of her and knew her shape
Long before she saw her form

Well, it's 4:18, and Pious
Has been staring at the blinds for hours
She tells herself it's all her fault
She doesn't love
She just devours