like an overweight karate kid 
you could moonwalk
over my heart
using candour as painkiller
tastes like vanilla to me 
occasionally

someone please make go home, 
i'm the worst at being alone
just tell me i ought to watch 
infomercials for love
and buy all of their [bad word] 

saturdays have shown us i'm not
the world's most talkative guy 
you say it's fine 
but i can always try and answer 
with amplified anger, and then
cry inside