My ******* are calling to my knees.
They're very close you see.
My jeans control my belly.
My hair is going zebra.
My eyes were sharper than a spear.
Now they see you when you're near.
My teeth are made of ivory, if only for the image.
Crumbling into the sea,but as I said I can't see them them break.
Even the mirror is quaking.
I am just a shocking sight
Thank god for a electric brain.
Sparks still fly as dangerous razors.
Although the body's getting fat.
Not much I can do about that.
All downhill from here.
Thrilling.
(c)Livvi