His foot was trodden on
sitting at the kitchen island eating blue corn tortilla chips and jarred salsa
three times in twelve hours
a marble throne
I said: it's the vacillations that get to me
I get tripped up right out of the gate
That's the question, isn't it
back when I had spirit guides
my self feels stretched between two places at once
which way will the body fly when its insides snap
picture a torso ripped in half
maybe my heart is breaking, or maybe my back
maybe I'm trying to get back at them
maybe I'm taking advantage
keep doing the yoga
He had his chance. He went for power
oh heyyyyy
