bitchy
snitchy
trigger-twitchy
she’s got an itchy… cee
wants to steal
your pitches
swiftly
stamp-trample
fuckshitup
and pee
oh, she notices
your faults and smirks
she lurks
in corners
where you thought
you’d be unseen
picking your nose
or worse
and worst
dirty secrets
she’ll unearth
for everyone
to see
but then
she laughs
holds out a hand
come dance
on podiums
such glee!
irresister
rebel sister
burn life down
with me
Pic: Aeon Flux (snatched from https://formerpeople.wordpress.com/2014/02/28/reflections-on-the-avant-garde-in-pop-culture-aeon-fluxs-tides-and-duchamps-fountain/)
clairevetica 
I would love a (martini fulled, ha!) conversation about this one. I love it, and I love her, but I hate it and her too. I’m not good with dates and thus I (incorrectly) wondered about the intersection with IWD but there is something niggling me there. Why does the former behaviour happen, why do we fall into that nonsense ugly (and I feel imposed) trap? And how true can it be when the latter behaviour is equally true? There is something bigger to me than individuals, even though I have no idea if you meant it as such.
(Also, I should read you more often.)
I’m glad you enjoyed this. I really loved it too. Would love to hear more on your interpretation over a drink! x