Molars like pearls on your delicate neck
Solace found out on a sinking ship
Thread pulling out like live wires
Breaking a bottle, playing entitled
Handwriting as neat as a jail cell
Short hair buzzed off, are you feeling well
Ice cramped against plastic glass
Dreaming always of nights past

Stepping onto cracks in suburban sidewalks
Small hands covered in sidewalk chalk
Birds flying into subdued
Playing on knees with you
Trees buzzing with a wet knife
Bloody saplings losing their lives
Get stung by a talented wasp
We can hang out when you're out of the hospital

Lovely to see you
Out in the country
You're feeling better
I am just lonely

Call on my form
To make you feel power
I will be your kind
I will be your flower
I will be your flower
I will be your child
I will be your flower
I will be your child
I will be your flower
I will be your child
I will be your flower
I will be your child
I will be your flower
I will be your child
I will be your flower
I will be your child