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Laying flat out
I look forward to the emptiness
Of a midday nap and bad television
Nicotine seems inviting, but its fire outside
And my skin is sensitive
So I'll ignore the day and live in utero
Curled up and dreaming,
Like the child home with mother
I think back
Standing in the light of the kitchen window
Watering flowers,
Her hair is shining brilliant
Her love is my blanket and I miss it
I want to be naive and frail again
Forget responsibility and be held like a boy
The small, meek existence is all I yearn for
I need my puppy-dog blanket
Tattered from years of restless nights
I need my bunk beds stacked atop each other
With my brother sleeping soundly below
I need Mrs. Mills giving our class hot chocolate
And reading us christmas stories
I need hide and seek in backyards
And nothing to fear besides the monsters from the movies.
Throw away my cell phone
Throw away my car keys
Sell my computer
Forget how to read
Move back home
Sleep soundly
Like a boy loved by his mother
Living each day
Not knowing what it feels like
To be dying slowly
And forraging for hope of tomorrow
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We keep it cold as december
To disenchant ourselves from this place
But home is what it is, until the day its not
And the bones that freeze
Can be warmed with a cover
So cuddle up buttercup, its cold like december
I look forward to the emptiness
Of a midday nap and bad television
Nicotine seems inviting, but its fire outside
And my skin is sensitive
So I'll ignore the day and live in utero
Curled up and dreaming,
Like the child home with mother
I think back
Standing in the light of the kitchen window
Watering flowers,
Her hair is shining brilliant
Her love is my blanket and I miss it
I want to be naive and frail again
Forget responsibility and be held like a boy
The small, meek existence is all I yearn for
I need my puppy-dog blanket
Tattered from years of restless nights
I need my bunk beds stacked atop each other
With my brother sleeping soundly below
I need Mrs. Mills giving our class hot chocolate
And reading us christmas stories
I need hide and seek in backyards
And nothing to fear besides the monsters from the movies.
Throw away my cell phone
Throw away my car keys
Sell my computer
Forget how to read
Move back home
Sleep soundly
Like a boy loved by his mother
Living each day
Not knowing what it feels like
To be dying slowly
And forraging for hope of tomorrow
********************************************************************
We keep it cold as december
To disenchant ourselves from this place
But home is what it is, until the day its not
And the bones that freeze
Can be warmed with a cover
So cuddle up buttercup, its cold like december