Full Moon or Infinity

Winter in Pigtown, bucket of rain I swept the asbestos into a pile again In my small room without a window I was graceful enough just to be alone I don’t know what’s come over me The full moon or Infinity? On my walk I found a watch in the snow Second hand still ticking. I slid it on my wrist slow Though time was of essence, I ignored Instead, to hide my face into the fat I’d stored I don’t know what’s come over me The full moon or infinity? For tourist woman, vacation’s squalor Is something to gloat about, especially the rent. I’m sure Come to me, sit with me, chain me down Hair is growing in so many new places I’ve found! I don’t know what’s come over me The full moon or infinity The soft light of candles fill the house I am compelled to repeat my vows Infinity whispers in my ear Will my violence reveal itself away or near? I don’t know what’s come over me The full moon or infinity