the brown-eyed monster

[millapants]

coffee

coffee is made of satan's pee
there's a migraine a-brewin'
on the left side of me
from the top of my head
to my eye to my cheek
to my neck to the rest of me
so goddamn weak

on the right side of tracks
life is
peachy keen
if it werent for the left side
we'd
feel so free...

but there's no zipper
no buttons
no keys
no stiches
no hooks to unhook
no backdoors or glitches
no solvent to pour
on my cellular glue

got to grin it and bear it

not much else you can do