I'm sharing my bed with seven sisters and you
I'm sharing this bed with seven sisters and you
And I'm holding a baseball bat between us
And I'm holding a baseball bat between us
The soldiers are coming

And there's an illiteracy between our legs
Where parts of me are you
And parts of you are me

And I'm wearing
The costumes of children
So I can confuse
Become them
But how do
You know what's underneath
What kind of creature is in me?

And there's an illiteracy between our legs
(I've tried to ignore it)
This part, that part, which part, both parts
Please say wrong parts
Which word? Safe word!

"Do you have a safe word?"
"I don't have a safe word"
"Do you have a safe word?"
"I don't have a safe word"
"Do you have a safe word?"
"I don't have a safe word"
"Do you have a safe word?"
She shows me a constellation
Of bites and marks I've left on her body
Of bruises from the way we share our bed
With seven other mares
The soldiers are coming