The bedroom is cold.
It’s just me and the rain on my wood rooftop.
It’s just us and the bottled lemonade;
It burns my throat,
It’s taste acidic,
But I’d drink it any day.
The bedroom is cold.
The bottled lemonade has the same lingering taste
As a Gatorade I had two summers ago.
My nose crinkles/d up,
Toxicity rampant.
It‘d sat next to the engines for weeks before hand.
It’s just me and the rain on my wood rooftop.
The bedroom is cold.
How long do you have to spend
Away from something toxic and radiating?
It‘s beautiful, but poison all the same.
How long does it take to get better?
We passed the Gatorade around
Noses all crinkled
While the world rushed by.
It was just us and the rain of the ocean spray on the boat rooftop.
The bedroom is cold.
The rain is not the same.
The lemonade is not Gatorade.
But I still remember the taste,
And I don’t speak to some those people anymore.
It’s just me and the bottled lemonade
I‘d drink any day.
Though I love who I am,
I am not who I was.
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 12:29 AM UTC
The bedroom is cold.
It’s just me and the rain on my wood rooftop.
It’s just us and the bottled lemonade;
It burns my throat,
It’s taste acidic,
But I’d drink it any day.
The bedroom is cold.
The bottled lemonade has the same lingering taste
As a Gatorade I had two summers ago.
My nose crinkles/d up,
Toxicity rampant.
It‘d sat next to the engines for weeks before hand.
It’s just me and the rain on my wood rooftop.
The bedroom is cold.
How long do you have to spend
Away from something toxic and radiating?
It‘s beautiful, but poison all the same.
How long does it take to get better?
We passed the Gatorade around
Noses all crinkled
While the world rushed by.
It was just us and the rain of the ocean spray on the boat rooftop.
The bedroom is cold.
The rain is not the same.
The lemonade is not Gatorade.
But I still remember the taste,
And I don’t speak to some those people anymore.
It’s just me and the bottled lemonade
I‘d drink any day.
Though I love who I am,
I am not who I was.
