Eggshell - Adult Jazz

I stuff my courage with a sock

I stuff my courage and I know what’s going on

And now the language is stuck

Maybe the language doesn’t know what’s going on

I shrug my luggage off

I shrug my luggage and be painless in a month

I will be holy and bold

Without a handle, as a doll with only a bump

And my body cases lead smoke

Like an eggshell full of black wool

I stuff my courage with some socks

I stuffed my courage, strutted foxy like a fox

And if the body is a rock

Rock body tell me what I’m not

I mark a circle on the floor

I take a breath, and then a toothbrush to my core

And it’s a sacred fight

I mist the mirror and it tells me that I’m right

And my body cases lead smoke

Like an eggshell full of black wool

A boy with a bow or a girl without one

A boy with a bow or a girl without one

Is easier said than done

I’m pacing up the edge of my room

Half-proud

Compulsory, essential song

Each line

I sing along, I know that it’s wrong

Even now

I still feel fear

Feel caked in wrong

It’s in the bell curve

I lick along

And get moral feelings

We’ll feast on moths

With salted wings

We’ll drink the blood of anything

So let’s talk

Creature to creature