I don't want you alone with my things
but you're mine
and I love you,
So help me god if I walk in again
to find you
wide eyes and stiff back
walking suddenly away from my station,
I'm going to take this soldering iron
and
drive
it
into your brain cavity,
Then I'm going to turn it up to 800 degrees
hold my foot over your neck
relish the sizzling popping grease
lathering my palatial senses to new heights of culinary ecstasy,
And for once in a very long while I won't just eat more Ramen,
Then I'll smoke the smoke one smokes after athletic sex,
It will feel that great
because you're mine
and i love you.
