i need to shoehorn a minuet in g minor.
i need to blow glass.
i need to tap that asteroid on the inner thigh
if you know what i mean
you might read on.
if you don't.... welcome to the venting.
don't be shy. the devil's gonna eat you alive
as we know it.

but it'll be different.


II


my lips have failed to kiss you the way happiness would do.
but you kissed me back.