Eat some hate and ***** out love, Sleep like sickening droopy doomed roads, Feel and gorge and shout out hope, Wash and clean and brush your soul.
Thick like fat and soft as sponge, Take that browser up your tongues, Search for form and facts and flicks, Eat some time and ***** out things.
Innately curved and clasped under locks, Presently situating obtuse points, Silver smokes and a street light farce, Shivering veins snort doses of curse.
Light more light, and lots of light, Thin loose layers of lost parodies, A burden is a blessing, with youthful laughs, With fat and glycerine things get stabbed.