anyone who has lost a urine sample in the mail
must be heartless
it is a christmas bubble, waiting to burst
the glue will be pried open by
fingers thinking there is something to steal
under pressure it might explode like a time bomb

it might be a love letter
whose shame yellows with age
what a definition of yourself, an ultimatum
it reads, this is my heart
if you can live like this you can live with me

but the envelope is like a small child
you must be kind to it, and not make it cry
if you are not careful it will piss on your hands

-lovelybones