self-same

self-same

yesterday you fell asleep
on my shoulder with your hot
breath, the coffee in your cup grew
colder, but you slumbered on,
move on.
daddy loves me (yes he do),
daddy loves me (daddy loves who?)--
move on-- daddy hates me (indeed).
daddy hates me (indeed).
move on.
do you know what i thought,
while i was playing with your hair?
(there are muses everywhere.)
yes. today my voice rings falsetto--
move on. (alright)
daddy left me, daddy left me (bastard),
should I call him father.
(why call him anything at all.)
my dreams were discolored,
i woke with a start, i tried not to wake
you too, i put the cover back on us,
i'm getting good at being discreet.