"Why is the world so creepy?" she asked 

after a car full of haircuts drove past 

a backseat full of 'the boys' 



I told her that 'It isn't... 

that...that it's exquisite 

but like love, it has it's barbarous threats 



still in spite of the cads 

and the stoop-shouldered teens 

I know I'm losing you 

I know what that means, yea 



I told her that it isn't 

that it's real exquisite 

but like love, it can have it's 

stubbed-toe effects 



and juts like after she heard 

the word 'iridescent' 

and everything was iridescent for awhile, 

it wasn't long 

before she exhalted out of nowhere, 

'Isn't this exquisite?' 



Once you've said 'mmm' in unison 

and 'oh' in double surprise 

and shared relief with a mutual 'phew' 

and a look in each others' eyes 



I tell her that is isn't 

insisted that it isn't 

because like love 

it has too-cunning effects 

I told her that it isn't 

that it's just exquisite 

because like love it has 

it's barborous threats 



'Why is the world so creepy?' she asked 

after a car full of haircuts drove past 

a backseat full of the boys 

breaking glass 

throwing off glass.