I stray for us both,
my legs kick at night,
automatic.
And in the late eve,
I've kicked up my heels,
automatic.
I'll be good someday.
The nightmares I've tossed
to wind of my lips,
automatic.
My eyes light up big,
my legs kick at night,
automatic.
I'll be good someday,
I'll be naked again.
I'll be good someday.
I'll be naked again.
Swirly and huge,
and nothing is (monogramed?)
I'll be good someday,
I'll be naked again.
I'll be good someday,
I'll be naked again.