butterflies floating in my belly
hyenas yelping in my veins.
they’re hell bent feeding frantically and filling
me with “I can’t sit still” feelings…
and still they yelp yelp yelp away
I wish and hope and pray
but still they yank and tug
creating joy’s decay
be gone, be gone you wretched beasts!
be gone and let me have
my razzmatazz in peace!