[muted burgundy jazz set]

Please, Dr. Higgins, don’t start. I’m not         asleep yet.

(faint red square pre-drawn on roof)

It’ll be         alright, baby. We’re on a schedule.

You are under arrest, sir.

All I did was film what was happening.

(bound to self metallic)

You were saying some nasty words, as well.

I don’t        remember that at all.

Doesn’t mean it didn’t         happen.

[saxophone gold jazz set]

Then they made me look ina  fisheye at my own puckering liver.

<child’s handwriting, true:> Once there was a YOU.
He liked me so he        squeezed
his         body
onto
mine and was          super nice
to          me.

[cool blue atmospheric wash]

Then she told me I sat         really well. It barely hurt.

And who will be picking you up from the police station?

A home invasion, but all they        took was a first grade composition notebook.

Are you         asleep yet? We finished the         procedure.