woman come home by ava min

if your plan a doesn’t work
and neither does plan b
don’t feel badly about it
they’re made to be buried

if your toilet paper rips
when wiping your ass
and you scrub and scrub
but still feel that smudge of shit
in your fingertip
don’t feel badly about it
you’ll forget about it, eventually

if you try to dislodge a baby
before it becomes a baby
and a man condemns you to hell
don’t feel badly about it
everything living
goes in the ground
and your baby won’t wait

if you love a woman
and that also doesn’t work
don’t feel badly about it
a man will tell you
to love her in hell
we all go into the ground
and she loves you too

if your mother dies
and she went to hell
don’t feel badly about it
(there’s plenty she wants to tell you) you’ll go into the ground
with her and the baby
and the woman you died for
don’t feel badly
we’re waiting for you

come home, darling
we have our hands and our hearts
come in
sit down
and breathe
you have nothing to prove to us
we’ve loved you since the start.