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