hot child

sometimes everything here is electric
you can live on your excitement
your body turns butterflies to satisfactions
and martinis to three course meals
you become more beautiful
and loved and wanted
than you've ever been
and this makes you super human
you no longer require sleep
and need only a little money
because even drinks and drugs
start growing on trees

but sometimes everything is just okay
and you just scrape by
you are average
and mostly poor
only pretty in a certain light
not happy or unhappy
you eat tuna fish sandwiches
and your phone doesn't ring.