Rub out your boredom with your
acryllic fingernails until it hits a wall, a doorknob
maybe just make your eyes extend at the ceiling
while you're lying in bed alone--what is the price
I have to pay for your teeth, your fucking teeth
why do they still talk to me after all these days
you've spent hiding them in the laziest of ways?
I choked on the exhaust pipe of a MACK truck
somewhere along Park when I crossed too eagerly
with my new boots on stomping towards
somewhere dank, HUGGGH I said SUUUGGHHHSS
SALLY! SALLY AVERY! I MADE A FRIENDSHIP CHAIN
FOR SALLY AVERY! I TRIED TO WRAP IT AROUND
THE WRIST OF SALLY AVERY BUT SALLY AVERY
PUNCHED ME IN THE TUMMY AND MADE ME
HUUGUGUHSHSH
It was an ex-votos, baby so we could remember
that morning reaking of sweat and whiskey
when I rolled over and could move all of my limbs
and I said what? What what what you little slut
you didn't kill me?
How rude.
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