The oven is lively,
It’s been scrubbed clean of blue.
I watch it immobile like a Crucifixion lemon head.
Always I will love Lemonheads.

I know why the oven is so lively.
It is filled with laughter, as I laugh when I think of you.

The exterior is growing bright now,
The suture in my fingers is energetic.
You are climbing up, up, up.
The oven sings praises of you.

I know why you are singing, oven.
I granted my favor, and you granted yours.
She is returning now, her essence beats loudly.
My songs are caressing your neck.
Songs that are yours.

Greetings, hearth.
You are not going anywhere.

Absolutely

it will end how ever you wish it.

Absolutely

someone will hurt you.

Absolutely

You will be saved.