The Orange M'n'M

Oh, God, help me
stop me from disappearing
Oh, Lord, have mercy on me
don't let this thing
eat me alive

I dropped an orange M'n'M
off the top of the Empire State Building
and I think it landed on a guy's head
he was covered in chocolate

I ran downstairs
and through the doors of the Empire State Building
out into the street
and licked all the chocolate off of his body

and then we sat in his apartment and I fed him grapes until he agreed not to contact the authorities

or until I died
I can't remember which

this thing, this thing
with teeth like ivory blades and red foaming eyes of fear
is eating me alive
like I'm an orange M'n'M

I don't know anything
I want to be cool and controversial
but instead I am scared and secretive

"your silence will not protect you"
I think that my silence will protect me
I really think it will

because some things
are none of anybody's goddam business