take the yoyo off
and tie my mind to the string
spin it around your finger like a toy

squeeze my heart out of my chest
like a yoghurt tube
and let's play hacky sack with it

and when we're done
we can toss them in the trash
we didnt need them anyway

let the rats feast on them
at least theyll get a fresh meal out of it
if you can call it that

my needs are important as plastic forks and knives
old ones, forgotten in the back of a kitchen drawer somewhere

cause dinner probably isn't happening