I eat my feelings in a spoonful of concentrated milk
Powdered milk
A pound of peanut butter
A bit of butter and sugar
Sugar, sweet sugar
Binge binge binge
Till my eyes become wet
"Eyorgasm" from food I collect
In my belly they move, they dance
Jibble, dribble, floppy cheeks
Sadness, deep as the hole I scrunched in the sand years ago
Repentance creeping throughout bread crumbs glazed atop shaky fingers
Glaze, pastries, oily eyelashes trembling, drizzling wet puddles of salt
Drowning, me, sorrows into the ocean I've become
Drowning, still, incomplete, a worm, floating in and out of my ears
From right to left, right to left, right left, left, left, right, left and then
Lighting strikes ten thousand miles from another sphere
Half of a worm gets stuck in the rear
Realisation (Trak! Poom! Pow!)
Je suis une pomme pourrie

I feel pathetic
for caring about someone
whom I call my own
but I feel so soft trying to call for them.

Excuse after excuse
made up words and jibble jabble
every made up word
could not make up
how I feel right now

I know we're made to care
but I care too much for you
and you could give less
for me

And what breaks my heart is
I don't want to talk to you
because every time with you
it's always my fault.

Everything's always my fault.

i sit down in my best suit
and tap my shiny shoes (tip toe)
waiter, please
(he rolls with speed)
may i get your finest hippo?

of course, he says, such a delicacy
would you like a flank, an ear?
that's all right, i tell his wheels,
i'll take it all, no sear

i wait and tap my silver spoon,
there's not much more to say
it's half past five when she walks in,
alive,
a hippo who's elephantine.

we sit and dine with silver spoons,
she orders some fresh porridge pie
we talk about the jargon and jibble,
turns out that she's a little bit shy
(surprise!)

       the waiter was right,
       she eats with great delicacy,
       napkin a-lap and china a-quiet!

that's about it,
we split the bill and leave,
i tip my hat and she prances away
i walk down the path with no general aim,
maybe a goose will honk and hooray.