The boy I work with
Told me about
The pigeon he k**ed in an out-door bar
The pigeon
Landed on his brand new beer
So he throttled it and threw it down
The boy I work with
Told me about
The rats in the store-room at his last job
He told me
He waged a genocide
In revenge against the rat that almost took him down
The boy I work with
Told me he'd take care of me
And somehow, I believe him
The boy I work with
Told me about
The sea-gulls he fed Alka-Seltzer
Their insides
Blew out
And they fell in a straight line into the Atlantic
The boy I work with
Is the man I live with, now
And sometimes, I don't sleep well at night
He always
k**s his demons
If he can k** his demons, he can k** anything
The man I live with
Tells me he'll take care of me
And somehow, I believe him