This morning
I opened the door
and on the porch
was a cicada corpse
ah it came like a metaphor
for i had just awoke from a dream
where you had forgiven her
forgiven me

I jumped into your arms
I wrapped my legs around your body
you had shed the hardness of your heart

won't you shed that exoskeleton?
let me witness the softness in your eyes again
won't you shed that exoskeleton?
let me witness the softness in your eyes again
won't you shed that exoskeleton?
let me witness the softness in your eyes again