Paper Cuts - Nirvana

At my feeding time

She’d push food through the door

I crawl towards the crack of light

Sometimes I can’t find my way

Newspapers spread around

Soaking all that they can

A cleaning is due again

A good hosing down

The lady whom I feel maternal love for

Cannot look me in the eyes

But I see hers and they are blue

And they cock and twitch and masturbate

Why?

I said so

I said so

I said so

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Black windows of paint

I scratch with my nails

I see others just like me

Why do they not try to escape?

They bring out the older ones

They point at my way

They come with their flashing lights

And take my family away

And very later I have learned to

Accept some friends of ridicule

My whole existence is for your amusement

And that is why I’m here with you

To take

Me with

Your life

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana

Nirvana