An intellectual like me
could spin a tea cup on
its little delicate rim.
An intellectual like me
could plan for the future
and nestle in a sea cave.
I adore the black leather
on the bottom of my shoes.
It's worn and tells me
where I've been.
Many places but none
as wondrous as the
places I've gone with him.
Sitting on a graffiti rock
in the decadence of suburbia
I know for sure and for certain
could spin a tea cup on
its little delicate rim.
An intellectual like me
could plan for the future
and nestle in a sea cave.
I adore the black leather
on the bottom of my shoes.
It's worn and tells me
where I've been.
Many places but none
as wondrous as the
places I've gone with him.
Sitting on a graffiti rock
in the decadence of suburbia
I know for sure and for certain
as his eyes stare directly at my
sour bun breasts while he tries
to play it cool like the famous
side of the pillow
that not one atom in
my stupid body has
stopped loving him.
that not one atom in
my stupid body has
stopped loving him.
