The ****** tension between us is so terrifying That if you were a praying mantis You’d have eaten my head off by now
But you don’t And maybe I’m mistaken
I mean If we were naked mole rats You wouldn’t care what I look like
Naked mole rats are blind
You can see well enough
And if I were an Indian Bull frog I could croak The same way I cough up cigarette smoke When I see how beautiful you are when you smirk At my burning dimple crow’s feet And you would know I wanted you
Turns out I’m a gag reel of regrets And should have saids
But if I could release pheromones From my butterfly wings Like shaking dust from heavy clothes After years of standing still I would dance for you And you would know
But you end our conversations the way sighs do
Maybe if the earthly population were at stake I’d find words for this
Like the carnal cannibal black widow You are eating up my insides With all that goes unsaid
I might not carry your children in a watery pouch But I would Or I would Argonaut you a detachable ***** I would even serenade you with the cricket creak of rusty joints A song that makes you whisper