romeo, romeo, romeo.
juliet is trash, and wishes she were trashed.
to drown the sin of thought in liquor,
to bury the pain of love in stupor.
juliet can take herself to bed,
and juliet can wake up alone,
and juliet can get married the next morning
to a stranger she barely knows.
she may be void, so long as she is docile;
she may be empty, so long as she is willing.
juliet, you have a task
and you must perform it well.
to smile and sing and teach him to laugh,
to teach him the ways of your homely craft.
if you think you are so clever, girl,
then you will accomplish all this and be glad
for the chance to have done it.