welcome, friends.
please come in;
there's room for you.
rip yourself a new hole
and climb inside –
just remember to sew it up
behind you.
make yourself at home
in my liver
or my lungs.
carve a bedroom
into my appendix
(i don't need it anyway).
feel free to sleep cosily
tucked into my stomach.
my pessimistic heart
will sing you to sleep.
please come in;
there's room for you.
rip yourself a new hole
and climb inside –
just remember to sew it up
behind you.
make yourself at home
in my liver
or my lungs.
carve a bedroom
into my appendix
(i don't need it anyway).
feel free to sleep cosily
tucked into my stomach.
my pessimistic heart
will sing you to sleep.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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