I’ll take the chocolate flavor
swirled with peanut butter —
No sir, not of heights, not one bit,
neither the Moon’s whip on the tide,
nor taking a little tumble with Gravity.
wanna see the amethyst ribbons on my knees?
Oh, yeah; uh, on a cone,
But, you know, sir,
talking to strangers might make me,
and not only are they teeming close in every seat and space;
they’re the ones who drove me here.