Family

The dream I woke up, I smell the coffee A smile spreads across my lips Butter on knife, dreamt of hips God i'm tired, I need a coffee I go down the stairs, handrail 13 steps, the stairs, haybails In the field behind the house Its autumn, hello fieldmouse My kitchen, warm, inviting A sweet smell, nice, enticing My brothers, seated like guards Each side of the table, guards My dad smiles from behind the paper Finding films we'll all watch later My mum, heavenly mum, cooking mum Hello mum, coffee mum, cooking mum She hugs me, I smell her famliar light smell She tugs me, my ear, not washed, might smell I go and wash my hands, my troubles away We sit down, a family, breakfast today I leave to walk with my big brother All say pleasent goodbyes, oh brother I forgot my lunch, oh, thank you mother She hands it, waves us off, our mother The reality I wake up, smelt the coffee My smile dissapears from my lips Blood on a knife, dreamt of strife God i'm tired, I hate coffee I stumble down the stairs, gloomily 13 steps, the stairs, eternity In the field behind my house, It's winter, freeze fieldmouse My kitchen, a mire, disgusting A putrid smell, sweet, festering My brothers, seated like gargoyles Scowling at the table, gargoyles My dad, jaundiced eye behind the paper Finding films he'll miss later, working Mum? Heavenly mum? Missing mum Her outline on the mirror, missing mum No one hugs me, gone is her distant smell This bugs me, my fear, not washed, might smell I go and wash my hands, ignored tears in the mirror We sit down, broken jigsaw, missing piece not here I leave alone to walk with my memories No goodbye to leave with, just memories I forgot my happiness, oh, thank you mother You took it, wave me off now, our mother