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Oh, Mama
Atta Boy
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You were so nice, nothing like her kind
A stick-figure maze on whom the sun always shines
I got her bones, she's my favorite home
Your bark is the map that tells me everywhere to go
Hair of the earth, between my eyes is dirt
I grit my teeth, I do it just like her
Shiver and buzz, I call it "feral love"
Dark fingers point up to a zodiac dove
Oh, Mama, you're an oak tree
In the summer, you are shady
The leaves sing when I'm lonely
Oh, Mother, you sway me
With your moss hair, I'm a baby
Reaching for your lichen arms
My medicine chest, you are my place to rest
Crevicing skin, a water kiss on the neck
I often lay down on your rooted crown
And I wish it all was yours
Oh, Mama, you're an oak tree
In the summer, you are shady
The leaves sing when I'm lonely
Oh, Mother, you sway me
With your moss hair, I'm a baby
Reaching for your lichen arms
Oh, Mama, you're an oak tree
In the summer, you are shady
The leaves sing when I'm lonely
Oh, Mother, you sway me
With your moss hair, I'm a baby
Reaching for your lichen arms