my name is denalda
believe i never falter
heard i’m very toxic like i was formalde-
hyde thy speech ‘cause i might freak
when i talk
and you don’t reply, “i agree”

stockholm
locked in my mental system
i love to paint ! — my self as victim
i gotta second hobby — involving — illusions
i tend to draw — faulty conclusions

i’m so self absorrrbed:
i can’t help it if you felt ignored
see i do what i do
not for thems — not for you
throw fisticuffs
you’ll be pickin’ up
fifty-two

i’m quite bitter like pamplemousse
don’t throw salt and i’ll chuck the deuce
i litter criticisms like bags of chips
villagers i treat ‘em like masochists

bake me a cake but i ain’t ya chef
if it ain’t a praise don’t waste a breath
they say i’m cray
i say, “that’s fairrr”
silly wabbits:
we’re all mad, hare ..

i’m so braggadocious
my scarlet roses you have to notice
let’s drink tea discuss my new crown
if you’re a threat to me
move down !
move down ! ..

20 MAR 2017 | Copyright © B. Yee
Lyrics from the album, Where Wolves Lie, 2018, by BMEDD & Shinobi