If it was just me locked in a zoo, I'd break out to be with you. Call me Casper for you're my beau. & if we were in a town called "Sane" population 2, I'd want to break down in the breakdown lane with you, with you I'd wanna break down with you. You could kidnap me too, encage me in a basement and I'd lounge in that cage for you, for you. I'd be engaged with my assuage for you, for you. If we rode around in a canoe I think I'd untie your shoe & do what I'd want with you, with you. I'd do what I want with you. For all the whites are all whiter, all colors are brighter, what was heavy is much lighter... Beauty does abound. Love can surround. I wish, nothing could divide us I wish, to unite us without hesitancy, indefinitely. As I'm in anguish without you. I languish without you. But what am I to do, to do? And what am I to you?
Where conspiracy theories meet feminist theories. (And sometimes there's poems).