don't even know.

nature is my middle name and you are on my brain.
don't worry about the broken window, i have striped curtains.
I'm going to be making pickles tonight and the cows will
take a star ship to the grocery. watch out for my mama screaming.
she will be at the Liquor Store from nine in the morning till
midnight. cow bells are my favorite after Mondays. you'll find
me dancing in the bathroom till my brain falls out. Don't call
me to dinner cus I won't show. and I don't want to make you
cry. my eyes belong to the wolf inside, and my legs are the
elephant's heart. when i talk i know it goes in one ear
and right out the other. so you'll find me silent all of the time.
silent like the black night Tuesday.