I have come!

IN full force. In leather shoes. With blisters and back aches, but baby, I'm here.
I came in rude mornings and long nights of laughter.
I came in the bed too big for me, sand in my toes and lips.
This is where we belong.

I came to this park, to the wind, for the wind, by the wind.
The wind is my mother, and I came in the swing of things.
The day before and after and inbetween, I came like the rockets were lifting me off the ground.
Only I didn't have to move a finger.

I have come, in.
Listlissly like the ocean, or the mud.
I have the back of the world in the palms of my hands and I am begging for the day to come
So that I can see the sky like an orange
O-R-A-N-G-E
EEEEEEEEEEE.
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If I ever thought that this was nothing, I would have looked back
On the pier that I remember, for some reason, even though
I was only there twice
Or maybe three
But I came, and I fought, and that is why
With the beach touching my face, and the coral
Twisting in my hair. This is why.
The open place, of home. Of forgetting and forgiving and no more for you, missy.
I have the last chance to ever be free, and let me tell you sugar. I am taking it.
Like the cock and the hen. ANd their brood of babies, who will be fried nice and good in a pan by my brother.
In the woods from my father
And from the rain like my mother.
I have one of each and its time to bow out.


Not graceful, I aint no swan.
More like a rook, or a king, or a night.
I was a lesbian. I was a man. I was the tin cake that never got eaten.
Pretty to look at.
Pretty to mistrust.
Never mistrust.
Follow, cause I'm halfway there.