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i stayed home took a vicodin...

sometimes it's all that i can do

Created on 2004-05-26 12:01:20 (#3270718), last updated 2007-10-01

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Name:	&&&we were infinite
Birthdate:	1990-05-18
Location:	Derry, New Hampshire, United States
Website:	Myspace

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Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
__he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
__because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
__and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
__and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Traci
__took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
__with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed alot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
__Valentine signed with a row of X's
__and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
__he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
__because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
__and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
__because of its new paint
And the kids told him
__that Father Traci smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
__with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
__when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
__his mother and father kissed alot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
__when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
__he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
__because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
__and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
__because he never showed it to her
That was the year that Father Traci died
And he forgot how the end
__of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
__making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
__or even talked
And the girl around the corner
__wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
__but he kissed her anyway
__because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
__his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
__he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
__because this time he didn't think
__he could reach the kitchen.