we are so much better
with our heads on low than up high
yet still we throw our time to monsters
like chunks of flesh
now i am with the dog
she is a mutt
and someone from the party tied
a bunch of red balloons around her waist
i hold her up
we float into a tree
and mutilate the rodents
there is so much left to do
on me
that i can’t sleep
tell me
does this love intend for me
to sit and stay
inside there is a constant
where everything is settled
give me fences to go over
give me three loud bangs
without a bedroom pleading

don’t let your boyfriend
see me naked
i want to be naked at this party
can i be that way in here?