dog toy

i am the idea of a limb.
you can chew on me 
until you're bored. you can 
give me a little hat. tear the clouds
out of my chest. make a sky.
see an animal in it. i am going 
full insanity. there are symbols everywhere.
i say "crazy" too much. i don't know
if it is okay because i've been in 
a mental hospital (i kind of feel 
like it is). when i say "crazy" i mean
"wow even that is flammable."
i called my friend in the middle 
of the night & ask him to drive me
to the ocean. he told me i needed
"professional" help. please don't help me.
i want to run headless. i want to
go to the ocean & wash myself. 
yesterday someone pointed at my hands
& asked, "are you a witch?" i said,
"well, yes." i didn't mean to be. 
i just woke up one day with a desire 
to bathe in milk. as a girl scout
i never did any of the hard badges.
instead, i took a health food class
& spent most of my time running
in the graveyard & looking for fun
headstones. i started to dream of 
my own badges. ones for necromancy
& one for picking wild onions.
i will tell you a secret. if you by a dog toy 
& leave it out on a full moon
you will turn into a werewolf. that is
how it starts. i'm too chicken to do it.
instead, i sulk & wait for a vampire 
to decide to make me one of their hoard.
i would be good at that. becoming 
the hunger. for now i pretend to be a dog
only when i am alone. my owner
is an old man. gentle who keeps
a jar of treats on the top
of the fridge.