I’m going to the woods to chop down a tree
Sucking on the lemon drops you gave me
Clenching my teeth
I have to watch my sidewalk for cracks
Suffocating on my inhibitions
Derailing the train from its parallel tracks
And I remember the day it poured
The spiders hissed and my thighs itched
Lovers held each other in the clouds and fauna
Running through the dark
My audience the 5-O lean back in their cushioned cars
I covered my head with the news
And I knew it is because of me.
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