Jacob Lee
Anarchy May Be Better Than Capitalism, But These Chairs Will Take You Places
All these Parnassian phrases I try to utter
Well, I must say, you're a real humdinger
And I am a monad
Watch these sentences I build
Please, I beg you not to fleer
Focus
I feel like all the planets dancing on your orrery
And as you spin me on your fingers, I can't help but joggle
And I become dissilient
Watch me dissolve
Daughter
You shake in your steps
The gears keep grinding
Steam spewing from the pipes
Counting every breath
Let go
Just let go
I feel like a bauble
I feel like a jester's scepter
I know you lift your peplum for all of the tongues who ask
I know you lift your chambray for every voice you hear
I know you wear your toile for all of your male callers
I’ve provided all you need
Unstable trace leviathan
Cache from cold and twisted womb
Alone abomination
Drain the excess
Maintain your gingham
Maintain your habiliments
Skedaddle