A love problem

A love problem

my love, I’ve got to wreck

this animal’s costume trunk

I dreamed that a chameleon

followed me everywhere

that I only had one razor blade

I thought that when I woke

I’d be kissing your breast

but I don’t recognize things in this room

one night is enough

for these carnivals

I just want to catch that chameleon

the rest will straightened itself out

when he’s dead