Понедельник 10 Окт 2011, 13:19

I like you when

Do you feel like a chain store? Practically floored,
She breaks her horses,

In the back of my mind,
Breaks your knees and leaves you so,
The question asked in order to save her life or take it,

Lost, lost in something so complex,
Your name is dirt and I've got you under my nails,
Beauty queen of only eighteen,
Black line run against the center of another dying sun,

Like most babies smell like butter,
It's in the water baby,

You are stellar,
I was wrapped up in my doona and wrapped up in my own head,
There is a nebulous nut-crunching non-entity in my jutting prenatal midsection,
Can you see the air change?

Warm yourself by the fire, son,
I want you maybe,
Spend some time away,
I show pity on the human race,
It's understood, I said it many ways