oh i could give a straight up !@#$
i could give you four or five of them
i got a thousand in my bank account

break it open let the !@#$s walk out

all my traumas hinge upon

some convoluted axiom
of the cube of x plus y
equals itself divided by now


where have you gone?


i been to south of highland falls before
i am a waiter in a furniture store
i get to roll with the flyest of the fly


all my limbs are sticks and lines
my head's a point upon my spine, i can't

get no quadrilateral
i can't say half empty or half full now


and slapping at the angles of the shape you're
in
left sleeve in velvet, right sleeve in sharkskin

all your laughs snapping like a dog bark
left here looking for girls that glow in the dark