• you glitter like saturdaynight!
    up there on your
    pedestal.

    and you sing the
    song of a failure
    and the boys with
    wings scream&shout at
    you for more more.

    you serenade them with
    every swivel of your
    hips and the hisss
    of your teeth. you're
    toxic, and i'm the
    only one who knows
    that there's no
    antivenom.