'36 Hudson in the garage
All sorts of junk in the unattached spare room
Dishes in the kitchen sink
New straw for the old broom
Friends who dont have a clue
Well meaning teachers
But down in your arms
In your arms, I am a wild creature
Floor two foot high with newspapers
White carpet thick with pet hair
Half eaten gallons of ice cream in the freezer
Fresh fuel for the sodium flares
I write down good reasons to freeze to death
In my spiral ring notebook
But in the long tresses of your hair
I am a babbling brook
