Women Buying Guns In America
Smash the fuckin’ TV walk barefoot in the snow
Pierce ourselves with steel
Chew tequila worms ‘til the hand of god wipes our mouths
Piss wherever, say whatever fuck whoever
Fearless with the night of any street of any place
And no Thelma and Louise
We don’t die
Don’t even get caught
We hide
Disguised as geriatric cunts
Happy enough to sleep now
Two ends of the same rope coiling
Richly deserved pools of never never land
Surrender only to each other
Our Peter Pan tongues.
American Outlaw
Always somebody just like you
Somewhere else
In photos
They even look the same
In their past your lovers
Have met and fucked them
In the dark they dreamt
Of things you used to pray for
