I climb trees drunk with beer cans in
   pockets to spy on objects of my affection.
   I drive at midnight for 8 hours just to
   spit venom at a party girl I yearned for.
   I threaten hospital staff if they don't
   give me ****** and they call my therapist.
   I punch holes through bathroom doors naked
at parties and say Hi to the waiting horde.
   I burn my family to the ground and scurry
   like vermin to green pastures to new beginnings.

Betsy  
We'd sacrifice our souls for the night we first
   had ourselves with ourselves for ourselves
on the backstairs when we ignited our
forest fire still smoldering 50 years later.