Familiar walls of the room

Like a similar cadence of the heart

Things rolled up in a box

Stuff me in and send me far.

Far

-like the tides, the winds to blow me east

Where one thing means another

And everything isn’t what it seems

Tearing my skin to the seams

And strewn out shreds

Don’t forget my blanket of fleece

Please include in it

And if you please put it first

My one and only blue cotton shirt

The blue cotton shirt of my previous years

The blue cotton shirt that caught all my tears

Fears bundled inn its fabric like a dream catcher

If you’re to send me away at least stuff in it my

Little fleece blanket

But put in first my blue cotton shirt

The blue cotton shirt so often has been my shield

The blue cotton shirt, I see it’s shrunken to bits

Poor darling you’ve grown too tall

The blue cotton shirt doesn’t squeeze you in at all

Well I guess it’s time to drive

The boxes stuffed far on the other side

Now that you’re sending me truly away

Let my blanket of fleece please rest and stay

But keep in with me my blue cotton shirt

That though it no longer seems to fit

I know I can still stuff my whole heart in it.

It goes deeper but I don’t want it to go very, very far

Keeping quiet underneath the waves of a badly shattered heart

Everyone wants to go to places, I don’t even understand

All I wanna do is have an adventure in my head

The currents are too strong, it rains aggressively

Who wants to get wet, I’d rather stay dry in the sheets

I would rather stay dry in the sheets

Better than begging out in cold and rainy streets

Better than going on roads that lead to hell

Better than reaching for the bottom of the well

I’d rather stay safe and dry on the surface

I’d rather stay in the four corners of my place

No, no this sweater will not do

No, no I would rather hang up my shoes

Keep me locked up in my basement with my toys

I don’t wanna stare at buildings filled with little boys

Lions-overlooking, prowling waiting for you to turn

Cause they know the smell of a little girl

Let me stay underneath the mounds of fleece

If they call my name, tell them I’ve gone and died, please

It’s better than being hounded by men

It’s better than being bound in a den

It’s better than being the fool in the bitter end

No, leave me with my  blanket

I’ve more tears in me to stuff in it

And make sure it wraps me, keeps me warm

Shelters me from the blistering deluge

The world has in store

No, leave me with my blanket

So that I might stain it with my tears

Leave me with my wet blanket

                                      To cocoon me from my fears

There’s a lot of them that have come and gone

But she’s the one who latched herself on to my

Mind and now it seems she won’t break free, won’t cut loose

But to tell you the truth this clinginess that I was never used to

Has got me hooked, but before I continue let me tell you about her

In the most poetic way I could never that she could

She’s the kind who’s not so uptight but shrivels up in uncertain situations

Crumpled and crushed into a little fetal ball of adorable, feigned security

While slowly doing her task

At her most enchanting when clumsy and shaking

Knife in her hand she’s palpitating afraid to be cut and terrified of blood

No, she’s not soft in the head she’s actually vast and deep

But don’t bring her to a hospital floor, she’s sure to lose her way and confuse wing from wing

Instead, tell her stories about Hawaii

Or how frustrating and aggravating it is that your favorite team didn’t win.

Yes, she hates math and deplores medicine to the highest degree but she makes literature her bitch

Talk to her about history and humanities

And observe as she twitches her enthusiastic, fluent lips

While yes, I have been strictly superior and meticulous

Many times I have told her to lower her tone

But honestly I’d give anything to hear that mellifluous voice at its loudest

And now you’re probably wondering why I called this poem “department girl”

Cause that’s where I see her, that’s where she belongs

And her entire being is a balladic song.