alien home 12

1.
got to your house in the middle of the night,
an honest confessional a mess,
poetry up and down my arms
got to the part where you let me
in and i might've used the fastforward button hope you don't mind dear
it was wet it sure was wet
looking like the business end of a cigarette i was curling like smoke
around your head your precious filtered air
breathed in anyway and
said our hellos and goodbyes with quiet
disregarded the regards you gave
i stayed awake through all your days anyway you should've known



2.
and oh you tasted just like my heartbeat in my mouth
i forgot you broken-voiced but for the feel of your shirt
just like holding a shadow and i remembered everything you said without speaking
must've been too tired to tell you
so you piggybacked me to bed,
murmured nonsense the whole way 'cause you knew
i loved to hear you speak
your very bed upstairs where you laid me down,
wrapped me in a blanket then wrapped me in you and stayed there
didn't care that i was still soaked and
dontcha know i want you to always carry me home