breath melted my words into strange alphabets tormenting my tongue pouting, shouting the heartbeats were echoing echoing the revolver emptying into my mouth i pulled a face from my pocket and
lazy next a 16 year old baby like mother grows lazy and her stomach is churning whilst her eyes keep on turning round and around getting no higher from the ground round and
i've been here a while tapping out rhythms against the mattress and wall the heat melts the sheets another layer is peeled tapping out rhythms... just my cot, the wallpaper and
hibiscus head-in a flower bed a finger hewn-planted and sewn oh magic in her hands-she could make anything grow magic in her hands - she had green fingers
men And as you melt You are beheaded Handcuffed (in lace and blood and sperm) Swimming in poison Gasping in the fragrance Sweat carves a screenplay of discipline...and
waiting to be joined with its obsession i close my eyes but i can't sleep the thin membrane can't veil the branded picture of you the signs and signals
mercy no mercy painted bird it's absurd just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve the flock will make you choke on this sadistic joke and the
the air so with your hands upon the hips of the dancing flesh she's a carnival and when it's lip to lip in a surprise time kiss she's a carnival mosaic
sound Dig those limbs into the floor And holler out for more And tou revel in the dips when your backbone slips Taking honeysuckle sips From your rolling hips It shifts and