lying, deceitful liar panting live in the steamy mongrel of my slummy hive / marksman, deficient marksman rake out my mortar - the body laughter - criminal grime ; an absent partner /
kissed ; what a frisky view - the sky seems so keen
from here it's howling downhill fire i breathe
so sweet to greet the menial hereafter
- [manic laughter]
had the song This Town Ain't Big Enough for Both of Us by Sparks stuck in my head when i wrote this and two other shorts
