Slouch - Laura Stevenson

Here’s to mud in your eye,

Here’s to you and the rest of your life

I see the outline and you’re unlined,

I feel the shake of uneven table legs

And I can’t sit back and help you celebrate

The world is braiding and time is bending,

So I could go tonight and try

And keep you both from burning

I bring you bad news from another place,

Even if it means that I am made to be erased

I love you more than both of you could say

And I can’t bear to see you turn another day in the fire

In the fire,

We are folding in the fire,

And it’s nicer than it was with

The pictures warming up and getting lost,

As the silver takes the sun

And you will make a stumbling father

Crumbling mother with two little wrecking balls

To help you level out each other

And you’ll pull over and go to sleep,

She’ll make you beg hard for every little piece

And they’ll grow up fast and watch you both repeat,

And never find the loving that you need in the fire

In the fire,

We are folding in the fire,

Run in opposite directions

Maybe then you’ll meet up on the other side

As the silver takes the sun,

And it washes out the fear in everyone

You were too fucked up to see what you would become,

If you jump into the fire