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