Diet Dr Pepper, Raymond Carver Sitting in the bathtub while they’re knocking I wanna be untouchable I wanna be untouchable You took the door off its hinges Doll eyes red in the litmus I felt the pea, can I eat it? I felt the pea, can I eat it? Picking leeches off white underwear Neck, back, inscrutable stare I wanna be impossible I wanna be impossible Fred flirts with the bartender We met last year here, remember? She says: I'm old but I'm not dead She says: I'm old but I'm not dead Rice wine, lime-flavored Lays Passing go to sit in driveways Clad in leopard, clutch the banister Twirling like a Degas dancer I just wanted to be your friend Cup of tea in your cold hand And drained, drained bloodless And drained, drained bloodless And drained, drained bloodless And drained, drained bloodless