Carolina Caterpillar's curled up on a leaf

Counting all the new friends that are on her list to leave

Cocoons aren't made for communes

She needs her wings to spread

A forest of old lovers

Not enough for playing dead

It's not easy being inconclusive

Carolina said

The sink tastes like an ashtray

Never washed and upside down

Get a life says old aunt agony

She turns the volume down

Teleports back to the bathroom

Where she might be found

Reclining Venus extra furs

So fine in such a gown

It's not easy being inconvenient

Carolina frowned

Now she'll purr like Eartha Kitt with bloody nails

Laetitia's whips

The cat stares from the pillow

Never judging only sits

If she learned how to be patient

No need to bite her tail

The Oracle she's ancient

She did not inhale

Carolina Caterpillar slips from hive to hive

She stops off at the pink dot to get cigarettes and flies

She knows she's got an hour before something in her dies

It's not me it's you and that's what's tragic

Carolina sighs