When You Enter the Hideout:


When you enter the hideout:

Drop your teeth in the hall

I don’t wish to hear them chatter

Hang your skin in the closet 

I hate to see your goosebumps

Wipe your nails on the rug

It makes me nervous when you sand them to the quick

Hang you hair on the rack

I don’t like the way you shake it when your angry with me

and you’re always angry with me

so leave your being at the door

and enter with the soul intention of staying

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