Bird(watching)

Alice fell down a rabbit hole
And you,
A wishing well
But I
I fell down a tube of toothpaste

You eat cereal and milk
For breakfast
Strong bones
And rotting teeth
You said I was the same

You sit cross-legged
In bed
Pen and paper
Needle and thread
I sit with needle and skin

You said I need a hobby

Bird-watching
Bird-catching
Bird-drawing
Drawing down the moon
But that was never me

I had red shoes
And pigtails
But you were just a pretty boy
With too much on your mind