(and she said)
‘Do you wanna play? I can play your sister
You can take my picture, we can feed our dollies
We can scream and yell. Stay up for weeks on end
Deep into the red
Promise that you love me or else…
I’m your one and only star or else…
I’ll be a fly, a buzzing fly
I’ll be a fly, a fly with a knife
a butterfly around you I’ll fly…
sister… sister…’

PSU:
‘this grisly bear’s my ego, roaring in the moonlight
a red queen full of anger feeding on her court
sure I’ll take your picture you were heaven sent
to sit before my lens. Hey, look my feet look neat I dip my toes in i-ching
What was your name again, you little bitch?’

And then they drove their guest back to the airport, hastily bought a ticket
and sent her back home.

The next day she logged in and she wrote back:
‘remember my sweet toes you photographed? I’m cleaning my toenails
with switchblade, I’m cutting myself, I bleed… xxxxx’

And the next day she logged in and she wrote back:
‘I will force-feed your dollies, I will KILL YOU!!!’

And then the other one had a panic attack :
(‘me, me, me, me….’)
And about two truckloads of xanax:
(‘xanax, xanax, xanax, xanax..’)

Things didn’t improve for a couple of days
And then the referee blew his whistle
And ended the match…