here in my cot where my cot loves me
i´ll stay here while in the cotton wool cocoon
´til the chrysalis is ripe ´til the time is right
with this feeling of insecurity
i have to shrink back inside run and hide
back in the cocoon hugging my knees
watching my insides the skinned glow worm writhings

lying in blankets i´ve been here a while
tapping out rhythms against the mattress and wall
the heat melts the sheets another layer is peeled
tapping out rhythms...
just my cot, the wallpaper and me
i´ve been here a while tapping out rhythms

still finding charms in the memory of those constrictor arms
glowing in the dark in my luminous green
a pearl beaded lizard bathed in a gossamer scent
with my heat detector lip pit pulling at the newly formed tissue
lying in blankets i´ve been here a while
tapping out rhythms... against the mattress and wall

waiting to loose the bandages
waiting for new appendages
lying in blankets i´ve been here a while
i´ve been here too long banging out rhythms
listen for other tappings

banging out rhythms
back in the cocoon