Chamber of Secrets

She has us pull over for Pumps

On the way back home

Full of beet salad

2006 Toyota Corolla cruising

A place for our bodies in space time tits and ass

But I was still me in the strip club

Unconventionally attractive

Thinking

What if we kissed and got hatecrimed in the parking lot?

What if our brains were some really good beef tartare?

And when we fucked later the release felt like raw egg being swirled in?

God

Dinner and a show

There are girls dancing on a stage

Looks like the dueling platform in Harry Potter 2

Which I point out

A kiss to shut me up

My hand up her big baggy shorts

Her warm thigh

Not thinking about wizards anymore

Her soft face in the light of the ATM

▲

Split

We could be bananas in pajamas 

But you’re high

I wish it never existed

All of the horses would have to either live 

Or not live 

Through it