here in my cot where my cot loves me
i`ll stay here while in the cotton wool cocoon
`til the chrysalis is ripe `til the time is right
with this feeling of insecurity
i have to shrink back inside run and hide
back in the cocoon hugging my knees
watching my insides the skinned glow worm writhings
lying in blankets i`ve been here a while
tapping out rhythms against the mattress and wall
the heat melts the sheets another layer is peeled
tapping out rhythms...
just my cot, the wallpaper and me
i`ve been here a while tapping out rhythms
still finding charms in the memory of those constrictor arms
glowing in the dark in my luminous green
a pearl beaded lizard bathed in a gossamer scent
with my heat detector lip pit pulling at the newly formed tissue
lying in blankets i`ve been here a while
tapping out rhythms ... against the mattress and wall
waiting to loose the bandages
waiting for new appendages
lying in blankets i`ve been here a while
i`ve been here too long banging out rhythms
listen for other tappings
banging out rhythms
back in the cocoon