Honey im home.

[Jerrybaldy]

Some body wants me to come on home
Their open arms in sharpened silhouette
Their love for anyone to see
In heart shaped gravy stains
I cry like a baby with its first chicken nugget
Sucking reformed love
With gristle and bone removed
I'm coming on home
Stood on one leg
Waiting for the dawn.
Hold me now
In clammy arms
Enflap me in your bingo wings
Kiss my moles
We all have holes
Unfilled.
I'm coming home.
Honey I'm home.
High.

[Delta40]

Good poem. Not sure about the baby reference but remarkably you still manage to say something evocative in your writings.

[Haunted]

Always something for me to look up to in your poetry: Stood on one leg / Waiting for the dawn, or Kiss my moles... Can't find this anywhere else!