Learning to kill for the sake of a name
Right here, now, on this sugarless day.
Lioness with no survival instinct
Calling on the nurse to mend everything
Thorn in a paw, cat cut off your tail
So you’re tardy and hardly on your way
Yawning yourself out of your own clothes.
Healthily you say: pull up the covers
Leave me motherless, dark this day away.
We spit at each other in our spite
Our two bull’s horns knocking together
Tearing, causing blood, violence, not much else.
Clumsily, I try to free you from me
Toasting to good health, I say deathly: