DON'T OWN
I don't own my body and I don't ever want it
back. You can keep it thanks. Why I should even
think about this stuff is beyond me, but your
Lucifer in the shape of a cat came home today.
Walked right up, with tiny little feet and tiny
cat luggage too. I never said a word, just
welcomed it in. I don't know that you got
the message I left, so I write this down again.
Someone's go it in for me. Their mind is
filled with big ideas, images, and assorted
snacks. Huh? If my words live on like that,
they've got it in for me, or is it infamy?
Boy, a little knowledge sure goes a long
way. Especially if you're a safecracker.
Or a country guy in full body armor;
but that would be a safe cracker.
Oh, I guess.
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