By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 12 April 1999

Rat a Tat

wasting my money on cap guns and film and temporary tattoos you could abuse
me so easily smash me to magenta bits with your merciless lust reduce me to
dust just because you could and I would lay myself down like a welcome mat
and that garden you've always loved to trample would be in full bloom and I
assume you would walk away even as I begged you to stay and then as always
we would be a bright universe apart and I would ask a guru what to do with
my upset apple cart and with my heart full of holes and my head full of 
blues what do you suppose I would have left to lose?