When I'm feeling tired

She pushed food through the door

And I crawl towards the crack of light

Sometimes I can't find my way

Newspapers spread around

Soaking all that they can

A cleaning is due again

--a good hosing down



The lady whom I feel maternal love for

Cannot look me in the eyes

But I see hers and they are blue

And they cock and twist and masturbate



I said so

Nirvana



Black windows of paint

I scratched with my nails

I see others just like me

Why do they not try to escape?

They bring out the older ones

They point in my way

They come with a flash of light

And take my family away



And very later I have learned to

Accept some friends of ridicule

My whole existence is for your amusement

And that is why I'm here with you!

To take you with me

You're right

Nirvana