Vomit

There's an abandoned house Under the moonlight out back You walked through the wet grass And painted the sky black Abandoned paperback books Sitting in your childhood home And your favorite stuffed bear Is napping there alone Half-written letters You were too scared to send Envelopes left unaddressed One for every close friend You didn't expect to vomit Listening to the Mountain Goats No one claimed that Tallahassee Was keeping you afloat I know you're asleep now Somewhere beneath the rot I know you've found love there You deserve everything you got