my sea lion has given up / the rocks are hot!
And truth is a gun \ the Mouth a trigger
oh wow and B A N G went the baby cries
some c r e a t u r e s l i e and wait
i do not but lies are sprinklings upon Hell’s
cake — ladies and men, children and freaks,
politicians and priests, the living dying and
the dying who wish to live this is all for you.
i love you.
:: 07/13/2019 ::