• She gained, loved, and lost three brothers
    before she even knew they had a chance and they
    had love.
    They were all C's-maybe their tiltsy-twist stability came with their names
    and their norhymeorreason lip twist ways were meant to be, were set
    in unforgiving stone?

    After their ship wrecked she
    got into the habit of collecting Coca-Cola snap off tabs
    and wearing anchors on her sleeves
    because it had been agreed that hearts were to be sunk
    and lit on gasoline fire in the deep blue, blue sea.
    (lovers were to be tied together and thrown in after to be set ablaze)

    She also began to use numbers and letters
    in ways she hadn't really considered before,
    namely for those silly C names
    for C's are all that matter, so she took her sledgehammer and
    lopped off those other letters and piled them together at the side
    to have
    C1, C2, and C3.
    (she was just 4, as before)

    And in the early mornings the walls grew mouths
    and the carpet danced beneath her feet
    and the voice behind her couch rambled about God killing
    Another f*****t
    and she wished for the roaring sea
    and C1, C2, and C3.

    She had no dream girl
    and with her gut ripping due to citrus overdose
    burning through her system like knives,
    she decided
    the world would split in two two and Adam Green's
    That Sounds Like A Pony
    would be painted across the sky of disapointment green
    before she ever needed a C5.


    (Because, who knows, pigs might fly)