I adapt so you could spread out
your mammal wings on our cozy bed
because I am the snow born to adjust
to the needs of the seasons
commanding my presence
I am your mirror to the outer world
you manipulate my toes
but I let it slip because I am a woman
born to adjust
They give me glances
but stay in their shadows
mountains of illicit crap
flowing out their mouths
but I don’t let a single word slip
because I am a human
born to adjust
My parents convince me
failure is your destiny
get cramped in your loathing books
It’ll take you places
as long as it’s the 80s’
But I don’t protest
I gaze at my ruby eyes
because I am a girl
born to adjust
