
My parents in the late ’70s — rocking better style than I'll ever have
I really wish my mom kept that top! 😭😭

I really wish my mom kept that top! 😭😭
I'm caught in a downward spiral
my heart's somewhere viral
or maybe it's gone feral
Now loving you is crucial
but I'm far too critical
and we're just a hypothetical
Will you be my love, prodigal?
Please, it's not rhetorical
and our lives seem theoretical
So let's dance the metaphysical
bathe in the metaphorical
and live tantric in the physical
But my mind's gone delusional
Is your love only superficial?
Your mouth was so brutal
Are your heart strings artificial?
Did I hold them once, or not at all?
I honestly can't recall …
I thought you were magical
but thoughts are often antithetical
and reality hits something visceral
I see your truths betrayal
it's written boldly on every wall
says baby, for a good time call
This love was something mystical
tried to soar on wings proverbial
into places dark and phantasmal
But you weren't really there at all
and I won't survive this fall
I'm caught in a downward spiral