Blueberry Pancakes from Cereal Milk by Cereal Milk

like this last christmas eve
i stayed up until three
crafting presents for my family
clippings from old magazines
sitting awkwardly on top of my feet
they were numb and asleep

before my drugs of choice
i bent and bowed my knees
said a facetious prayer it went,
life is tragic (not to be insensitive)
but i shoot from the hip
and you keep me equipped
i have the least amount of patience
when i feel like own
too much shit. (amen)

well this morning i woke up
and tied up my robe and made
a cup of coffee with three tablespoons of grounds
and nine ounces of boiling water
and i called my mom
she keeps me feeling balanced
when my heart wont stop racing
i make blueberry pancakes,
isn't that right mr. ruiz?
isn't that right mr. ducote?
isn't that right mr. shortsleeve?

and, i listened to both sides
of "Sentimental Health"
because this album reminds me
what it means to make music
that is heartfelt.
and why most nights
i have my cold bed all alone to my cold self.

• Punk
• indie
• pop
• San Jose