Solitude Ii

There has to be somewhere more familiar somewhere I can lay Some cave in the arm that I find safe When I laugh I want to show my whole teeth Let out the sounds of the whole me I'll eat this meal here, you'll wipe the grease Play with hide and fur, it's teasing Find my own scent in your hair pleasing I see clothes that I've known on your body And this is us in grass, dirt, smell fresh after rain ---musk that can save Now you can teach me why I should speak of all the things I've tucked between my pillow and God I've been coking meals in hopes of the wrong men and ate them alone Keep the burner on and fridge open I'll soon be home