carry you gently into the dumpster
fill it with pages of knickknacks and mustard
and band-aids
to shatter those shiny glazed bumper cars
twisting my ankles off

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