Carry you gently into the dumpster and
Fill it with pages of knick-knacks and mustard and band aids
To shatter among shining glazed bumper car
Twisting my ankles out
Paint the, paint the, paint the bruises onto our knees
Purple, purple, purple, and green
You delicate thing
Paint the, paint the, paint the bruises onto our knees
Small and small and unseen
You delicate thing