all night we should go arson & I want nuclear fingertips so I can scrawl dirty words into the bottoms of your feet. I beg you because it feels so good begging you & I wanna beg forever if that’s what’s gonna get me buried inside the buttons behind your buttons. so all damn night? my heavy metal records turned up real loud, your hips & how about we buzzsaw all this fucking pretext? I wanna unzip you. your spine, your dress, your skin. make you blue with fleshliness. practice stories in the bathtub. practice your belly. I’m a tightrope walker. you can be the wire or you can be the ground but ain’t no one gonna give a shit unless there’s blood. call 911 & I’d love to play hospital with you. I’d love to say one thing you’ll believe is true. be your empty wheelchair & we busta rhymes all night.