I shed away the skin
of human shadow-faces
I begged a figural
of heartShaped lips…
my knees bled you
and ghosts ate my
golden string soul
a secret lover’s world
No! now, whoa!
I ate your soul!
Wow, low, how?
It tastes like love…
No, now, whoa!
I hate your lies
Wow, low, how?
I fell into your heart…
and your penis fly trap
devoured my only friend
a dashboard Jesus
bobs His Head…
And baby’s breath is fresh
Gerber’s strawberry death
And mother’s milk my silk
When we meet in clitoria bed
No, now! Whoa!
I ate your soul
Wow! low! how?
I gave you my soul…
You were my High School
infatuation friend
and I gave you high
behind music hall
Now Mozart turns inside
and Beethoven sighs
Cobain blew his mind
and my penis fly trap…
Eats Gerber’s strawberry death
:: 08-15-2014 ::
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