It Used To Be A Someday

Special vagina would love to be thinking and dreaming a promise ring and swearing and catching regardless of me

I said "Mandy took my patience far overboard. Now shes intuitive and now I abhor limitless tenderness and puppy dog stores."

I'm all alone and I say that quite often, its stupid that I still think I'll ever soften

Maybe I catch on too quick and it shows, or maybe I ask for too much and its wrong

I swear the fairyland gangs are all gone and I can't even sum up mathmatical prongs just lucid neck nows and neck laters hurray

Shut out the possibilities and I'll be okay

Alone is a reliable sentence someday

I can hear my grandchildren receding half way