Song to myself


Jazzes— You! “rah-rah-rah!”

Angry bitch woman with strength from the “gawds.”

When in heat, we turn into sheep and bite when you don’t play bo-peep.

Oh, my—

Look at hair.

We turn our backs to shame from the lawn

Wolves reheat, they turn into sheep.

And pray they do a good bo-peep.