Not like a bird but valueless. Free for all. Free to love, free to touch free to take home. Free to beat for an hour, take three, though. Free to spank and roll to the side angry. Free to blow smoke at and grab tightly, harder still, free to bruise. Free to use. Free to tell to lose weight. I shouldn't need that much me so I can fit more you. Right? Free knees free tongue free fun Freak No dinner dates, just feed me you. Fill me up or at least try to. I am empty I am whole I am dying I have soul, I know, I think. I jazz my blue boots all over this town and to the brink of insanity, dance the borderline of psychosis absolutely willingly every time and then back to this doorstep. And I don't have enough for the bus. So. Take my liberty and take me home.