the tightening knot

reclining on my couch at home, in comfort
a handful of photos fall from a lonely book
as i crack it's weary spine, i smile slowly
in both snapshots you hold a camel

you knew a camel couldn't pass through
the eye of the needle as you'd sew
the stitches of your earthly found riches
into the fabric of your favorite fashion

don't harbor that bitterness too long
you'll get a horrible fever when it sinks
into the pit of your stomach it will settle
kicking and screaming bloody murder

those fresh wounds turn into faded scars
those scars fade into odd little stories
those headaches and the tightening knot
messes of made up faces and family

i'm only telling myself this to remind me
of when you stood in all your youthful glory
flushed with fanatical favorites and folly
knee deep in your friend's parent's hot tub

i really want to meet you there that night
in the midst of those flash flood polaroids
and value your flaws and weaknesses
seeking the sweet misfortunate memories