When the Words Pour Out (My Mother Said)
In early morning, late at night,
In the car
On the road
Reading papers, lighting matches
It hits like cold air to the back of
My teeth, it encircles my lungs
Like it’s trying to keep
These thoughts
Of a future that I never planned
I was always grossed out as a kid
Holding hands in Church was
The most anxious part, 'cause you know
Growing up I was taught just to
“Go with the flow,”
Besides
I knew that
People do Church to get saved
Saw them sing hallelujah at Christmas
And graves
Listen here, now, she said
You can sleep ‘till you’re dead but
Only dumbshits fall in love;
(The stupid kind)
I taught you the right kind of love and you’ll
Take only thoughts and emotions, you’ll
Squeeze life from every damn pore
Chaste kisses perhaps
Permitting
Age gaps
Is what I was taught. I was also told that
No one calls me baby unless they want to
Get punched.