The Ancient Slug begins to breathe

She rounds the corner past my street

My founding father paved the way

For every son to do the same thing every day

We all have need

And mine will help me fall asleep

You in your room

I turn the blinds so we don't see our selves this time

Fall behind

Read my mind

Make your interests mine in time

(I cannot feel it anymore)

(The next morning I sit in the second row from the door and watch her reflection in the window as she counts seventeen sisters on her fingers-

Chelsea, Tisha, Tara, Marilyn--)

Oh Marilyn

You won't sit down

Take care of him

He needs discipline

Oh Marilyn

The drugs don't help

My Chelsea left me all

Alone

Fall behind

Read my mind

Make your interests mine in time

(I cannot feel it anymore)

Sleep unsure

Dresser drawer filled with XL T-shirts you wore

(I am your excess; your old pride)