Paradise

Loving him is like living
In a hurricane prone area

Once in a while you gotta
Bring in the lawn furnature
And board up the windows

But all the rest of the time
It's paradise.

Fish Tank

It's like standing outside a fish tank

When my fish has got the flu

I want to tell him it will pass

I want to say I'll wait right here

But my yells will be too muffled 

If I tap the glass, he'll hide

So I stand outside the fish tank, 

And send my love inside.

Silence

Silence is the
Only force great enough
To hold
How much I love you

Caterpillar Gone

I can stop loving you

As a butterfly can return 

To a caterpillar 

In the first place, I don't want to

And in the second,

I've misplaced the cocoon. 

Bruised

My feet have been bruised 

For the last time

Kicking in doors

That were never mine

I am done walking highways 

After midnight

And keeping track of tides

Other than my own

I proclaim freedom 

From the current 

If it flows the other way

Let another woman fight it

I am strong

I am worn

I am wise

I am done

Portrait

There is a portrait 

On a wall

It's crooked 

The portrait, not the wall

And all along I 

Thought the world 

Was flying, really

I've been falling

There is no wonderland 

For there is no wander left

Once you've found that

Person in the portrait 

It is crooked 

The portrait, not the wall.

Bed Monster

There seems to be a monster
He lives beneath the bed
I'm told he is an aweful guy
And not just in my head

We haven't seen him in a while
I'd forgotten he was there
Until the night we let the light
Get dimmer than we dare

Beneath the bed, that is his home
Like a garden to a knomb
He isn't going to eat the shoes
He isn't going to watch the news

So what's his name, what's his game
And what's he want from me?
Nothing, not a single thing,
But keep us from feeling free.