I think I'm burning.
Sometimes, I worry.
I saw this show this morning about dinosaurs coming
through a wrinkle in time.
And I wept.
I need bars on my windows for protection.
I need a friend.
I know, tonight, I will close my eyes
and see very large teeth dripping with drool.
Goddamn it all to hell.
I need someone to hold me at night when I whimper.
That's what puppies need.
I'm not a punk puppy, but I'm just as innocent.
This is serious, just like the sun.
It means business.
And one day, it's going to reach out and grab us all.