I stab my heart
with the radio on

“love” can’t satisfy lyrical expectations
of impassioned melodramatic saccharine

flip that off
I wanna hear

head nodding
Got the veggies in my buggy, my buggy, my buggy

fist pumping
Baby, gon’ get that oil changed

shoulder rolling
Sit your booty in the chair, time for homework over there

lighter raising
I pre-treated your blouse

guitar shredding
Ain’t nothin’ nasty between the cushions no more