B-12

I took out your vitamin
And left it next to the infusing
tea thing next to the sink
And when you’re wanting a drink
Wring out my black cloud
It isn’t what you think
I found it out on a drive
Before you were alive
It doesn’t even rain
But baby just the same
Hold your cup under it
And I won’t ask what you get
As long as it’s enough
To make your throat abide
And send the vitamin on a ride
Past every organ inside
And eventually
Your whole bloodstream will be
The mighty Mississippi despite
The fact that none of this will happen tonight.
Go to bed, I’ll see you in the morning.