combat booties on kittens

pop my lip
bubble like zebra
stripe tattoos on
my hands spit kiss
you and the mulberry toes
squirming worming
families after the rain
i line them up by size
momma dad and babies
boiling she keeps saying
and it hurts my teeth
like my hair hurts
and the popsicles fall
to splinters and the ants
drowning in grapes
that the teenager down the
block slides inside her while
her boyfriends watch
i wish i was my child father
and hopping trains
with rabbits in coats
and men with tails