[Small]

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[Mara]

I am nominating Heart and Hearth by Small, because I was there. And it's good, but mostly because I was there. VOTE FOR SMALL. MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAAAHAHAHA. *cough*


Heart and Hearth

And in the car, nudging shoulders for moral support,
We tried not to let our faces contort,
Into masks of how we felt,

And on Wednesday in San Francisco,
I quietly questioned what constitutes home,
Where heart and hearth are one,

And in the long line at the security gate,
A desperate hug that couldn’t wait,
Tore at my heart by surprise,

And in the air when at last my eyes were dry,
A ballpoint letter ending in quoted lines,
Caught my breath again,

And in the ugly terminal in Kansas City,
The weary voice of the quietly gritty,
Made me proud and want to swear,

And in the airport, with a bag on my shoulder,
Happy to be home, but just seven days older,
Than when my feet first left the earth,

And in the living room praying they sleep well,
At home like me, or dirty and tired in a free hotel,
I wander upstairs to bed.

[*]

I nominate Skeeter's "The Point of it All" then...

The Point of it All

The daily news is my daily bread
Sometimes I wonder how I'm so well fed
When I fill myself with alcohol
And depressing stories about how everyone's lost it all

I need a raise
I need a haircut
I need another collared shirt
From the thrift store
Around the corner
Where I'm on first name basis
With all the ladies
Who like to treat me
Like I'm one of their grandkids
And I'm happy
Being mediocre
I never thought that this would happen

[chorus]
I'm just like everyone else
Who let their dreams rot away
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Maybe something will grow out of my death
And then it will be worth it
Oh! I swear it will be worth it
But sometimes I admit it
I just don't see it
The point of it all

I know there's dishes
Waiting for me
Growing mildew in the sink
But I'm too tired
And this couch is
Far too comfortable to leave
I need a wife
Who'll take care of me
And not let me go to sleep
Without a promise
That tomorrow
Will be a better day than this one

[chorus]

[bridge]
And every night I lie in bed
And wish I was a rebel
But I need to fill my cupboards
With Campbell's Chicken Noodle

The point of it all (4x)