Will wonders never cease?

My mother is currently swooning over our new microwave oven.

Blinded

 

And I see you fogging up the mirror
Vapour ’round your body glistens in the shower
And I wanna stay right here and go down on you for an hour
Or stay and let the day just fade away in wild dedication
Take the moment of hope and let it run..

Now her appetite is blown
Little else is known
‘Cept she’s a little angry, grabs a towel and looks away
The heat fades with the day
And I fall down on what to say
Oh something clean, let me be clever..

When I see you
In spite of all that we’ve become
I’m still blinded..

 

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This Too Shall Pass.

 

Yet Another Cheesy One

Even though I can’t ever tell you when I’m hurt and hardly breathing, even when you frequently barge into my room complaining about the microwave not working (for you, again), and how you never fail to pack my stuff so I can’t find them… thanks Mom, for still wanting the best for me, even after 18.75 years.