line one, fifteen – seventeen are from phoebe bridgers – ‘moon song’
like a dog with a bird at your door
i’ll color your white mat
with my muddy paws
i dug you a garden yesterday
so my bones can lie beside
the feet of your roses.
i’ll wait to be let in
you haven’t yet built a dog door.
i stand on my hind legs
to see you happy at home
your fur coat is hung neatly
and my hair on your couches
is all vacuumed up
one day you did open the door
but when you saw the little bird
you started crying.
but you know the killer doesn’t understand
you know the killer just wanted more than a friend.
– ammarah siddiqui x phoebe bridgers