Chesire

I want a Chesire Cat pussy
None of this neurotic erotic sushi
These fish felines of their chemicals
Awashed in a flood of anger 1

I'll put her on the lab table
I'll dissect her labia and navel
I'll tell her she's good to go
Then we'll go--with a grin and saddle
To ride into the sunset of love2

I'll put her on the lab table
I the Chemire Cat of this fable
It'll be a tea party of time
The chemicals a clock and a mime3

She'll say me-ow me-ow you ow-me
And I'll say barks as loud as a tree's
Though she no cat and I no dog
Us just us as human beings4

Well the molecules grin so far
That it's a density too much
That in the spark and flare of smiles
Our dreams call to us from infinite miles5

Well her and I are just molecules
We'll just be among the reactions
We'll just swing a bit hither a thither
In the dance of chemicality
Her eyes' pupils' large as a bomb
Her legs open and willing and giving
In an erotic calm6

Well I want a Chesire Cat pussy
Enough with this erotic neurotic sushi
I've a gall bladder and it's got no rag
I've been kicked in the jewels so I can't brag7

But I want a baby pony of the stars
Who has no lust rust of mars
Who doesn't brittle like a moon8

I've got a grin and a saddle
I'm ready to ride far into the sunset
Of love
I'm ready and waiting for a hedonistic homily
Of surrender with no chains nor rage
Of love too brave and bold as a chuckle
That won't cut and hold hands at the knuckle9

Well I want a Chesire Cat pussy
Well I guess I'll keep eating my sushi
Even though it tastes of neurotic robotic
Even though I'd just like a smile and a kiss