here in my cot where my cot loves me   i'll stay here while in the cotton wool cocoon   'til the chrysalis is ripe 'til the time is right   with this feeling of insecurity   i have to shrink back inside run and hide   back in the cocoon hugging my knees   watching my insides the skinned glow worm writhings         lying in blankets i've been here a while   tapping out rhythms against the mattress and wall   the heat melts the sheets another layer is peeled   tapping out rhythms...   just my cot, the wallpaper and me   i've been here a while tapping out rhythms         still finding charms in the memory of those constrictor arms   glowing in the dark in my luminous green   a pearl beaded lizard bathed in a gossamer scent   with my heat detector lip pit pulling at the newly formed tissue   lying in blankets i've been here a while   tapping out rhythms ... against the mattress and wall         waiting to loose the bandages   waiting for new appendages   lying in blankets i've been here a while   i've been here too long banging out rhythms   listen for other tappings         banging out rhythms   back in the cocoon