I Am All These Things

In a parking lot, in the 'stang
After school
Before his practice they kissed hard
Lips to lips sharp teeth to sheep teeth
A ritual
Everyday from then on I would watch
From across the lot
One practice then another
I’d sit at the top
Of the bleachers
Trying to sink into the wood
Watching Speedos and listening
To faggot jokes
I have dreams of water
I have dreams of fire
I dream of blood
I am all these things
I am all these things
I am all these things
And I am
All these things
I am all these things
And I am
All these things
And I am
All these things
Oohh I’ll never marry
No no no no no
Oohh I’ll never marry
No no no no no
And I’ll never marry
No no no no no