I love the girl

Although she has no hands

We paint ourselves like elephants

And dance inside our skin

I tried to cry

Inside the movie theatre

But my hands just got bloody

And my popcorn washed away

I love the girl

Although I can’t see

She wears perfume

And I can’t drink water

Se we pretend we’re rattle snakes

Who have run out of mice

The first time I saw you

I thought you where my wife

- Damian Lanahan-Kalish