Stephen Michael McDowell - (Page 21) lyrics

‘i am going to miss you' said alicia from the window of the school bus i walked to the ice rink then sullen like ancient cows finally unyolked i did five laps there alone imagining i was a race car and i was a damn race car my body was a bird landing onto my own hand this same hand that touched george washington's balls amazing how the s.w.a.t. team managed to break down the door without anyone hearing those spectacular tiptoeing la-z-boy f**s