come on darling take a chance with us our meat is on the seams of a blue-blooded funeral a **** body burial, and the volcanoes laugh
the thumbs shake as the fingers dance makes the rain pull its roots on for the showcase the generic plants will perform a feral routine
every **** a command-stop forwarded the nucleus inside of a vitrified half-assed colon and if they shiver they will find their saw tailored to the head of that aurulent god
a caterpillar reads the braille and follows my wrist he condescends, and breaks notions causing new alarm they are all special, green feet and orange sinewy lines he casts his blame he curses across the myriad storms
gold minarets in the distance serpents living under man-made rocks counting down the seconds on armageddon's clock
a lion counts his livestock he puts his socks on, he wears a headdress in the shape of a flame