A bandage on a stab woundWhen air would do it betterA kiss on a bullet holeWhen it should be left alone altogether
Next to a nightlight, a babySuspended in two armsA shadow holding a smaller oneAnd rocking back and forth
A baby’s cry is the last thing you want to hear at 4AM. She knew this, but she decided to have a baby anyway. Well, decided to have a baby not so much, but decided against not having one once she was pregnant, sure.