Son Of The Velvet Rat Birthday
I wish your soft brown fur would keep
The cold off of my bones
Your soul tied to my wrist
would keep me from
Keep me from being alone
I wish your teeth would hurt my skin
The yellow of your eyes
It would replace the yellow sun
The holes up in the sky
Did I make you a better person
Did you make me a better guy
Maybe I just got what I wanted
& you told me a better lie
I wish your tongue would feel like pain
& cut my tongue in two
I would not have to speak no more
I'd leave it up to you
& I'd be still like I was born
A cold & bloodless stone
You'd be cold & bloodless too
& I could be alone
