In my bed on the table

I get it on everything I can when I’m able

to juggle coffee rings wear black

to hide the signs

of my sloppy fixation dodging potholes foggy brain depiction

but I noticed you cloth in hand silent smile

no reprimand

I swear I try my best but there’s a flat on the truck wobbly leg on the chair

and the cassette tape is still stuck

how long will it take you to notice what is wrong that the record keeps skipping

that I left the oven on

lock the door, check it twice making sure nobody gets inside check the door, lock it twice making sure nobody gets inside

I’ll admit I haven’t had the best of luck with men I either intimidate

or become a novelty to them self fulfilling prophecies

dance like demons in front of me in your stars

in my palm

in the cup that I’m drinking from would you stay stick around

when the pedestal comes falling down would you stay stick around

when the pedestal comes falling down cause you’ll hear it when it does x7