Along your scarps my tongue would come in place of a red river
I'd kiss the old torn and punctured paths about you
As well the shelves and faces you've risen
While in the company of Thanatos.
'Sometimes I just feel so bad' you said while fondling
Your spiritual innards high beside me
And not squeezing humanity's heart for the last drop.
Through your garments comes speak to me fitting my carnality to see
and allow only my embarrassment. Please.
The worst musician In every sense. Irresponsible, terrible timing. Embarrassed missing the blush.The best evening sweet lady sure. My lips flooded with the colour of my cock. Every swollen kiss rushed, stolen, replacing my voice with a sick lump. And me thinking you too kind, the loveliest! There are parts I'd rather not feel, rather not be a loose tooth for you to touch. There is terrible hurt in your hard love. Go think of your mother and what your own silence wrought. Soften and feel be kind enough to shut up. Like your move to London, give it three months. Dream of blackberries and not picking the wrong ones. Go right a fucking song and hope that maybe in a while I'll be bothered to talk. Only Autumn wasps would sip on you. Melting sweet scum. Slipping on mess and bullshit freedom talk. You moved me in the sense of through tight spaces using secret logistics while knowing your own mind and you had an idea of the throat, of being in my body, of being unable to talk. Usually no soul comes out through the eyes to greet you and I surprised you with mine. But your sick reaching
parch gaining hold the entire shaft, covering, still onward calluosed umbilicated disease(the physical pain of loneliness in your belly ashamed to say but not saying hurts) of a once strong fresh shoot of will from a seed of thoracic cage
took away my voice and our sweetest memories mute more my response
Wait for my disgusting letter that will never come. Even if you paid me I wouldn't draw your bleeding cunt. I'm not one to eat my way to the end just to expand, losing softer sense until there's nothing left. I'm letting the blood flow away from my lips, I'm raising the dam from my inner stream and returning to my recent chill. Yes, I'm gentle and my silence is the softest tease of a touch until you barely exist. There is no reason to yield from the slow walk to the grave if you haven't at all moved past the rape of the west, the rushing to and thefts. Small red room, tired of the hard stuff in it ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BACON IN TATE
Born of red room and a love unconditional
whether slapped on a table or willed sufficient legs
whether smug in self loathing,
spitefully wallowing
or rid of the muzzle
(though at the time deliciously donned)
my existence is final
I will not go away.
You will learn to see me as beauty,
much like my mediator
already you know me in the middle of the night
when interior waves
call for a change.
My lot is to galvanize
yours may be to calculate.
when we're face to face
values suffocate
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Along your scarps my tongue would come in place
of the red river I'd kiss
The old torn and punctured paths
about you
As well the shelves and faces you've risen
While in the company of Thanatos
'Sometimes I just feel so...bad' you said
While fondling your spiritual innards high bedside me
And not squeezing humanity's heart for the last drop only
Through your garments comes mountainous speak to me
Covered embarrassing and fitting my carnality to see
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Human trust funds and angry horns out of place to hug or to shake
At least this far hallway ear to the door
No help so far from mature source
Best way to start with no help at all
No time for photographs postcards photographs
Here I am privileged here feel my privilege class me class me
Quaint fear gone big quaint fear gone big
Pleasurable payments by credit card still it's hard hard just to get by
I am not David I'm not Siobhan and it's hard hard just not to cry
Do not protect me too much from it's jaws
I wish to sink far down if I'm caught
No one will care about my state of health or if I've had it tough
Here I've got claws
effeminate weird dream gone away all that was tender will have to change
Most base reverie spread like a garden feast
Then know the rush to the theft the ache
COLOURS OF BRUISES
Get along, sometimes, I'm right on the edge of my own design
A sad dream too early in the morning.
Times decanting, nursing a yearning, learning tricks birch wood burning.
The colours I'm using beats colours of bruising
I should be your accessory.
All the pain I never felt I'm feeling it now
If I could I would sleep and never come around.
This place gets hotter one day to another
Anyone else feel hopeless undercover?
Being self contained, arachnid, talking distant, infinite, romantic
The language you used it's edge fared dull the language you used
It's edge fared dull got me into trouble.
Through my mind the filth worked it's way all around
How I missed you, I couldn't sleep it was fantastic.
The colours I'm using beats colours of bruising
I didn't find it bad though.
I lost my motive. Don't know where I can find it. When I get lazy I get
Stuck in the mud, pushed with the shove, sucking my thumb, blowing my trumpet.
Heading down to that part of my darling, feeling isolated and numb,
Heading down to that part of my darling.
You have called me like a dog and I answered to it too
I wasn't there I left my body of service to you
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UNCOMFORTABLE WORD
You were a piece of my picture of love you were a piece of my picture of life
Where you failed where you flailed where you fled
I made the pieces up figured it was enough just to be done and done
My first recorded year on your calendar and former lives in boxes are now crushed
Electra love you weigh my hunch I never figure why
I bring this poison up figured it was enough just to be done and done
Last time I had the privilege to drown
in pious books that touched your roof from your ground
I figured how all you allowed I damn that pardon
It comes from the clouds
It never seems to run out
You're an uncomfortable word !%!F#&!*+
You sanctioned rotting in our pod
I've got to hide you in a jar
From friends however close we
I've got to hide you in a jar
Open the car door I don't care that we're still rolling
A modern cure went from your hand to your mouth
You on the floor just get the charcoal down
If we rewind ancestral grime
If we rewind ancestral grime
Electra love you weigh my hunch
Electra love you weigh my hunch
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UMEMARO BABES
Paired in samaras attacking the slack sails two-way regatta Pärts Für Alina never to meet again
I will go out into the sunshine but not with you my dear today yes but not with you
You bring the tears through the heat though you never dull the day
It's my pain you cannot bear your skin I wish to wear but only in private
Stow away exchange our predatory gaze
Pay no attention forgetting can be kind
Lisp and icing covered feeling
Though such safety is short lived
Chords and saliva ranting tackling tongue when did such depth arise
To pull the second dimension from up front
Palaver and bother face as calm as milk over sized lurcher
Has confused my heart for a violent clenched fist
Good for nudging at offenses lady rattle snakes are granting licenses
Through provinces normally guarded others had beset and bored to death
I have such hopeful thoughts of James and John
For now I'll settle on Umemaro babes
I have such hopeful thoughts
I have such awful thoughts
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CHILLY
That new start came with so much support
Embrace it and ease in the dark
Longed for love was yours
And afterward you played for some more
Nearly reached a top and then you stopped
Looked back for long
All that hard work
Revert to the worst when you're down when you're down
That new start came with open arms
Invited chance to come creep about
Eager wait for news
Exchange of views
Where shame had no place
Fresh charm just released
You let it deplete
A will to forget
Won't try for the next like your excitement is precious
When your things break down when you're down
You need a man to come around when you're down
Hang a light or two when you're down
Tell you how to do when you're down
Never break a sweat again
After office hours take a rest
Dull Dull schedule suit you
Tell you how to do
Dull Dull schedule suit you
Dreams too scared to pursue
Wait for the lift the push the shove the rope the noose
when thrown at you what you do
Of all I do remember so well
Stop motion turn film into cell
Red fruit from the vine
Twist your face up tight to the thought of delight
In a sweet perfume it did exude
You never thought to try
Eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss
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Human trust funds and angry horns out of place to hug or to shake
At least this far hallway ear to the door
No help so far from mature source
Best way to start with no help at all
No time for photographs postcards photographs
Here I am privileged here feel my privilege class me class me
Quaint fear gone big quaint fear gone big
Pleasurable payments by credit card still it's hard hard just to get by
I am not David I'm not Siobhan and it's hard hard just not to cry
Do not protect me too much from it's jaws
I wish to sink far down if I'm caught
No one will care about my state of health or if I've had it tough
Here I've got claws
effeminate weird dream gone away all that was tender will have to change
Most base reverie spread like a garden feast
Then know the rush to the theft the ache
COLOURS OF BRUISES
Get along, sometimes, I'm right on the edge of my own design
A sad dream too early in the morning.
Times decanting, nursing a yearning, learning tricks birch wood burning.
The colours I'm using beats colours of bruising
I should be your accessory.
All the pain I never felt I'm feeling it now
If I could I would sleep and never come around.
This place gets hotter one day to another
Anyone else feel hopeless undercover?
Being self contained, arachnid, talking distant, infinite, romantic
The language you used it's edge fared dull the language you used
It's edge fared dull got me into trouble.
Through my mind the filth worked it's way all around
How I missed you, I couldn't sleep it was fantastic.
The colours I'm using beats colours of bruising
I didn't find it bad though.
I lost my motive. Don't know where I can find it. When I get lazy I get
Stuck in the mud, pushed with the shove, sucking my thumb, blowing my trumpet.
Heading down to that part of my darling, feeling isolated and numb,
Heading down to that part of my darling.
You have called me like a dog and I answered to it too
I wasn't there I left my body of service to you
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You were a piece of my picture of love you were a piece of my picture of life
Where you failed where you flailed where you fled
I made the pieces up figured it was enough just to be done and done
My first recorded year on your calendar and former lives in boxes are now crushed
Electra love you weigh my hunch I never figure why
I bring this poison up figured it was enough just to be done and done
Last time I had the privilege to drown
in pious books that touched your roof from your ground
I figured how all you allowed I damn that pardon
It comes from the clouds
It never seems to run out
You're an uncomfortable word !%!F#&!*+
You sanctioned rotting in our pod
I've got to hide you in a jar
From friends however close we
I've got to hide you in a jar
Open the car door I don't care that we're still rolling
A modern cure went from your hand to your mouth
You on the floor just get the charcoal down
If we rewind ancestral grime
If we rewind ancestral grime
Electra love you weigh my hunch
Electra love you weigh my hunch
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Paired in samaras attacking the slack sails two-way regatta Pärts Für Alina never to meet again
I will go out into the sunshine but not with you my dear today yes but not with you
You bring the tears through the heat though you never dull the day
It's my pain you cannot bear your skin I wish to wear but only in private
Stow away exchange our predatory gaze
Pay no attention forgetting can be kind
Lisp and icing covered feeling
Though such safety is short lived
Chords and saliva ranting tackling tongue when did such depth arise
To pull the second dimension from up front
Palaver and bother face as calm as milk over sized lurcher
Has confused my heart for a violent clenched fist
Good for nudging at offenses lady rattle snakes are granting licenses
Through provinces normally guarded others had beset and bored to death
I have such hopeful thoughts of James and John
For now I'll settle on Umemaro babes
I have such hopeful thoughts
I have such awful thoughts
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That new start came with so much support
Embrace it and ease in the dark
Longed for love was yours
And afterward you played for some more
Nearly reached a top and then you stopped
Looked back for long
All that hard work
Revert to the worst when you're down when you're down
That new start came with open arms
Invited chance to come creep about
Eager wait for news
Exchange of views
Where shame had no place
Fresh charm just released
You let it deplete
A will to forget
Won't try for the next like your excitement is precious
When your things break down when you're down
You need a man to come around when you're down
Hang a light or two when you're down
Tell you how to do when you're down
Never break a sweat again
After office hours take a rest
Dull Dull schedule suit you
Tell you how to do
Dull Dull schedule suit you
Dreams too scared to pursue
Wait for the lift the push the shove the rope the noose
when thrown at you what you do
Of all I do remember so well
Stop motion turn film into cell
Red fruit from the vine
Twist your face up tight to the thought of delight
In a sweet perfume it did exude
You never thought to try
Eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss eyes branded dead design was for bliss
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