Drink my blood like cider
The ochre goes red
Outside my skin to
Deify the god inside
Ill vie for your minimal
Mulling over the caramel
Affection with the other men
Who came before all the same
But please gratify me to ease
My fears which stand like trees
Get me high like reeling teeth
Which seeps silt and sifts sand
O, I turn yellow with an ill
Sour piano trillo
Allow me to try my size
With lies my swallow belies
But swallow a swallow
And my stomach flaps open
Wide for you to titlelize
O, I try and try, but
You are wont to die
By my shy crime
So, I’ll go like the sweet
N-low in bad coffee
You spilled for me
And the rain will tear
My mother always told me so
One day, i’ll know
The way your lips mouth no
Now, wipe my tears dry
Sing ‘til I die
Then linger once more
In mind and memory
Loosely flows tomorrow