Amphetamine Annie-dog
Pulls her trash and her stories
From place to place and bed to bed
Gives of herself and the magnet head
Another floor another ceiling
Counting stars with double meanings
Is it wrong to be swallowed whole
To disappear in her
To give to her the priceless peace
Of giving up control
We tumble out into the streets
And Annie dog she drags her leash
Pretty face ugly mouth
Bitter breath and so released
And by the no and in the yes
Annie goes if you couldn’t guess
A simple man a sycophant
Her elephant with the laughing call
She wants clean […]
