sometimes i just bite my tongue (nov twenty-four)

A parked Mardi Gras float by a muddy four wheeler 'Fore crossing that shimmerin Mississippi river I might be coming down with a fever I listen to papa sing in the church choir And l want to see all of your baby pictures All blindingly blonde, curious and clever At least that's how I know you now As I order my all-star breakfast over medium I wonder if you've ever been to a waffle house I get my hash browns scattered, smothered, and covered I send you a picture of their open kitchen fridge You reply "wtf that's a lotta eggs" And when I get annoyed on my way to new orleans I reframe the things that I see thru your eyes And it makes me more grateful to be a real person In a car over a swamp by an oil refinery And I want to know you through and through What you've left behind what you carry with you And I drive on 'cross that basin bridge You say "it's so easy" altho others beg to differ I facetime you in to my walk round the neighborhood You see the southern night sky thru my shitty phone camera, And despite pixelated fidelity you ask "How does anyone bare it" all the beauty I think to myself, I could ask you the same thing I could tell you anything But sometimes I just bite my tongue