she’s got heart wears like patient leather
nose turned up fallen tourniquet feather
she’s got violence she’s got vomit and it’s feeding
to hollow spite gossip choose to believe in
he’s got humor and he speaks like a sailor
he’s ageless and sordid, reminds me of your older brother
he threw a monkey into the sea
and he threw that monkey back at me
don’t want to try won’t want to die
can’t afford the bone that is lacking
maybe it’s alright every time on the dime
it’s you each time you’re medicine
warm medicine