Bigger Boat

the thin line blurs
'twixt his and hers
and throaty purrs
in the conifers
give one last breath, last push, last shove
last starlit night, last chance for love
last time to kiss, last time to bite
last chance to crush with all your might
but first let's go from shadow to light
from wrong to right
then back to wrong because that's where the fun is
that's where the bun is
baking
rising
overcooking
overlooking the flaws
the sharpened points of your claws
the click and the clack of your ever-working jaws
and i can't help but think
as we bob and float
'we're gonna need a bigger boat'