zondag 29 oktober 2017

You my home

Every day their hands are touching
Every day their words are licking
Every day my mouth is grinding
Every day another battle coming
Every day the fire a bomb ticking
And I find you my home

Here are their words between my wheels
Here are their words between my layers of fat
Here are their words I managed to crush with my heels
Here are their words that left my bruises
Here are their words stuck between my feels
And I find you my home

So drink to them not believing me
So drink to the Woman they are patronizing
Drink to the bodies they keep finding
In the closet where they keep us hiding
Drink to the honesty of their lying
And still I find you my home

The cuts that they are reopening
The blood that just keeps flowing
The daily barrage of bad new on the internet
And images of wounded animals
Just like me but maybe not like me
And I smile to find you my home

And when I cry you give me home
And when I scream you give me home
And when they hurt me you protect our home
So when I tried you give me home
Not smile when asked to you give me home
You my home, you my home, you my home

Tired. Arms. Home.
Love. Cats. Home.
Sounds. You. Home.
You my home
You my home
You my home

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