I Want To Be Held By My Mother

Now that it’s been a long day

A lot of white noise over nothing

I really just want to be held by my mother back at home

Have I been blush-coloured lyin’ to you about how much it does hurt to be away from home

A warm fire in my heart

The heat reminding me of the backroads

Reevaluating
Grandmother from Seaforth

I see a future

But by the sea

No matter the stretch

There is a simple ease

I quit therapy to pay my taxes

Damn nation

I want peace

I hate these actions and accents

My head on a pillow

Or Ocean, come dine to my apartment

It has been a long life

And I want to be held by my mother