Stapler

[Held]

S: Stapler

Door slam

Footsteps retreating

V1:

So you ran out the door when I wasn’t home,

Found a place where you could let your mind roam.

So talented with your tongue, cherries stems littering your ashtray

But you couldn’t keep me inside of your dresser drawer,

And now my bones are littered all over the floor…

Our sticky notes are stapled all over the walls…

Something’s breathing under the floorboards…

Interjection:

Bump!

V2:

Photo album, photo album, on my desk,

He was as much a part of me as all the rest.

Nobody’s living inside the walls,

Nobody’s dressed up as a lampshade in the halls.

Couldn’t find my burnt offerings under your bed,

But someone’s crawling around inside your attic, inside your head.

Memories, memories, sweet-sucker disease,

(Don’t try to forget me, if you please)

Staple me, staple me, tie me to the ground.

Staple me, staple me, visions all around.

Daydream my face into the carpet, cover me in lace,

Put me in your pocketbook and take me to your Special Place.

Because you left my body, but never my soul,

Burned all my embers and left yourself with the coal.

**Inter:

*“Down here, censor, right beneath your feet!”*

Laughter

V3:

Tenderest touch left me breathless,

Shuddering warmth made me clean-

Somewhere, you still have your baby blanket,

Even though you ripped me up, seam from seam.

You didn’t mean to be so mean,

Cried in shame when your parents found out about your wicked scheme.

But Proud Mary was burning, and your gears were turning,

So you laid me down with all the rest.

I can still hear the sound of your voice in the closet,

Begging for me to carry you off in your Sunday Best.

There was nothing I wouldn’t do for you-

You stuck me to the floor with your love superglue.

V4:

Quietly, quietly, cat and mouse,

Loudly, loudly, shakes the foundation of the house.

I grow my roots into your titled floor,

Flowers bursting beneath my staples,

Dust gathering in an apple core.

In the corner of your room lays an old guitar

And some love letters inside a jar.

I remember the days when we would swing from the old willow tree,

At seven years old, you promised to marry me.

Where, o where, where have you gone?

When I close my eyes, sad hours seem long...

You returned one day, a sunflower twined around your palm.

Opened up the curtains, looked at your feet with a sense of calm.

“I stapled you to my heart, and I couldn’t look away

Because I was afraid you wouldn’t want to stay…”

With a sign and a hum, you lay down beside me,

And great tears flowed down your perfect pink cheek,

so much you could barely see.

“Nobody’s sitting on the bed,

Nobody’s standing by the window, it’s all in our heads.”

Let’s let the sunflower wrap around our fingers,

Grow wild until the sunset burns a deep auburn-red.

Staple me, staple me, pick me up again.

Staple me, staple me, you’re my dearest friend.

Place my lips between your hands, cover me in lace,

Put me in your heart and take me to your Special Place.

Because you left my body, but never my soul,

Burned all my poison and left ourselves whole.

Door creaks open

Dog barks

Laughter

Two sets of footsteps retreat

Door closes

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