Getting Over Your Last Menstruation

Your misbegotten symphonies
Damaged
Craving some wayward adventure
Slack
Drinking mother's milk
Akin to a lost animal
Another perfect day
I want to fall through the cracks
With you
Capture the sun for a few hours
On the run
Throw snowballs against your ride
Watch you pose for their dirty eyes
Fully exposed
Carte Blanche
But you want to sleep
All the time
Dive deep and sob and weep
Such a crime
Narcotic haze
Predetermined glory
Is this what you call a vacation?
Getting over your last menstruation
Settling for another Caucasian
Shaggy locks
Clothes out of some salon magazine
How about breakfast and drinks
"The lady doth protest too much methinks"
The Bard will charge it all on a credit card