Next Life

I wonder if in my next life
I’ll have a mom who stays alive
She’ll spoil me when I’m sick with H1N1
And clap at my plays

I wonder if in my next life
I’ll have a dad who doesn’t hit me
He’ll be proud of me for getting second place
And I won’t shoulder the weight of his shame

I wonder if in my next life
I’ll find you again
Just like in this one I’ll shake the first time you hold me
And be amazed how our bodies effortlessly slot into one another

Another life, another time
In this one
Mom is dead and dad was horrible and nothing seems good enough
But when you grip my hips
And slide inside
I feel like I was made for loving you