the world is a sad place
so i built a little cradle
i dance all around it
and drink soup from the ladle
i sleep all afternoon
i wear short shorts
the more i sing loudly
the more it breaks hearts
i never leave the table
unclean i suppose
i never let them tinker
get me dancing on my toes
i level my will daily
i count down the woes
i string myself up
and double the dose
(2019)
