If I was in need, or starved for your attention 

would there be any difference 

we loved before and will love again

but you are in the center of them

spit out your mind, and gift the present to me

we will create silence, fall asleep, or just say useless things

would there be any difference

you are my creative thoughts

influencing words to flow out 

like a ripped open cracker jack box

leaving messes and a prize

and if the accident will allow

I would let my imagination fall

into living rooms, Portland, and you