Jesse, poor Jesse
so ill at ease in your skin
too tight
like a snake about to shed
let’s take it off together
it could take all night
the heat from your body
filling the room
filling the whole house
thick breath like a boiler room
on your neck
waking you wet
with sweat
soaking your bed
and your dreams
but what are you in your dreams?
still strapped to the illusion?
still shivering of what’s inside?
still living in the wrong skin?
let’s take it off together
it could take all night
yes, Jesse, it could take all night