Inside you there are two wolves
One is a lady One is a dog You must feed one to the other
I want to show you the drawings Taped to my walls Getting weirder by your sensibility I hope to have a baby For the body-horror angle Making someone who can Claw my insides, wiggle out Emerge with an IUD Grasped by tiny fingernails Give it a half decade Lose the plot in California
Testing texting what’s the weirdest thing we can do like how do we get stranger together I didn’t tell you when I relapsed Let my gossip roommate spread the news No point in being on your radar in that way My 48 hours alone with strangers in the party of nowhere Manhattan Ket fuel can’t melt steal creams I’m here for the shes theys and gays It’s all for you after all when Art is anything you can get away with Anti-work brainwashed find any thing that matters Quit my finance job to be an artist now I’m an artist it’s going great you did that thank you I’m so glad to have been One of a lifetimes worth of your friends
I’ve found my sisters they’re all they/thems up the street And you dont have to say it back but I’m glad to know you to have been known by you To be something for you new and fresh and flesh and blooming mold spores in the refrigerator door
Whatever I’m just Grateful to take my seat in the audience of your life, and when you’re over it I’ll love you still, off to some new place And In the mean time here we are, finding ourselves in tufted rooms bound in leather studded jacket, Sarah North Star Sarah attack Sarah housing and feeding the friends our strangers become Wrapped in the hammock
Thank you for keeping me on your roster
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Thank you Brooke for having me tonight. P.I.G. Forever!
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With Love,
Kelsea
Amazing, Kelsea! Thanks for sharing!
LOVE!!