October 17, 2018
Let me out of your tired toolbox
I’ve trapped myself inside
And you have the code
To unlock my brain
Release the butterflies
Let me see the sun
Only when you need something;
Chew your food for you,
Scrub your thoughts clean
Kick my clock in the can,
Till you run towards the sun again
Holding hands with Romeo,
Then crawling back like Rapunzel
Asking “Why’d I get burned?”
But I’m your lap dog now
My pupils like black holes
A mask over my mind,
Chose to breathe in your soft surface
And filter your cold blood
Let me see the sun
Only when you need something;
Pour me a glass of nothing,
Make my lips your territory
I’ll play pretend
While you plan your next departure
You’ll be back for your bandage,
Lay me carefully across your scab,
Rip me off quick
After the wound heals,
While It pinches you slightly,
It stings me during and after
But nothing is more intriguing
Than being glued to you.
And peering through your pores
For just a few moments.
They’re all I want to know.
After all, my brain’s butterflies have only flown
When you pulled me out,
Into the sun