No need to raise a hand. I’ll sit
as long as I can stand
A pose is all I need to plan-- a pose
is all I need
If less is more, then pour to break. I’ll wait
to sleep and sleep to wake
A move is all you need to make-- a move
is all you need
And it can’t hurt, swallowing just a little pride
No wishes well your eyes--
they are bone dry
You know I’d never spare a seed to grow
knowing what a weed would start to show
I never leave well enough alone
Fresh paint to brace a smile-- a smile
is hardly worth your while. It's simply not
a welcome child-- it's simply not (oh well)
Keep a grin to pin on whom you’d like
(Oh, splendor red as sin
and wedding-white)
Sorry only comes when folly goes
and makes a habit out of
leaving on the light
Once more, to pry the mouth. A glass is all
you ask about 

I’ve half a mind to stain the walls
and half a tongue to drink it down