"My Peace and Quiet Was Stolen From Me"
I am dirty
With suburban dreams
And finance
There is a thick film
That weighs me down
Egyptian cotton
As I pleasure myself guiltily
Thinking of big cities
And a fresh start.
Maybe I can reach my creative climax
In my home office
Looking into someone else's kitchen
Cross eyed
Hallucinating
About the times I was in control
Instead of the times I willed myself
To let go of it.
Maybe living amongst the bright lights
And trying to be one
Would have been too much
I could have burned out on happiness
And the twenty something cliche
Posh freedom
Fierce feminist.
I could have been so wrong
And so alone doing it
Strangely I thought I'd be so powerful that way
Strangely I've realized that shared power is greater.
I am not sure
If living happily in this house
A hybrid of our dreams
Has made me question what my elements are
Has made me question if I am in them
I am not sure
Despite my lifelong urging
That there is more
That there isn't more
That you can have everything.
With suburban dreams
And finance
There is a thick film
That weighs me down
Egyptian cotton
As I pleasure myself guiltily
Thinking of big cities
And a fresh start.
Maybe I can reach my creative climax
In my home office
Looking into someone else's kitchen
Cross eyed
Hallucinating
About the times I was in control
Instead of the times I willed myself
To let go of it.
Maybe living amongst the bright lights
And trying to be one
Would have been too much
I could have burned out on happiness
And the twenty something cliche
Posh freedom
Fierce feminist.
I could have been so wrong
And so alone doing it
Strangely I thought I'd be so powerful that way
Strangely I've realized that shared power is greater.
I am not sure
If living happily in this house
A hybrid of our dreams
Has made me question what my elements are
Has made me question if I am in them
I am not sure
Despite my lifelong urging
That there is more
That there isn't more
That you can have everything.