Full moon or Infinity

Winter in Pigtown, bucket of rain

I swept the asbestos into a pile again

In my small room without a window

I was graceful enough just to be alone

I don’t know what’s come over me

The full moon or Infinity?

On my walk I found a watch in the snow

Second hand still ticking. I slid it on my wrist slow

Though time was of essence, I ignored

Instead, to hide my face into the fat I’d stored

I don’t know what’s come over me

The full moon or infinity?

For tourist woman, vacation’s squalor

Is something to gloat about, especially the rent. I’m sure

Come to me, sit with me, chain me down

Hair is growing in so many new places I’ve found!

I don’t know what’s come over me

The full moon or infinity

The soft light of candles fill the house

I am compelled to repeat my vows

Infinity whispers in my ear

Will my violence reveal itself away or near?

I don’t know what’s come over me

The full moon or infinity