Id Boy
Id Boy lives on a high hill,
in the deep wood; gorging himself on dreams.
He demands and shrieks,
laughs and weeps,
wanting the live-long day.
His house is vast
and empty;
sprawling, dark and grey.
He sleeps often,
and deeply.
Pleasures himself weakly.
Id Boy lives in his skin,
on his nerves; full of beans
and dreams.
in the deep wood; gorging himself on dreams.
He demands and shrieks,
laughs and weeps,
wanting the live-long day.
His house is vast
and empty;
sprawling, dark and grey.
He sleeps often,
and deeply.
Pleasures himself weakly.
Id Boy lives in his skin,
on his nerves; full of beans
and dreams.