I am a cherry pie, in the morn.. the drew drops forming
sure as sure can be when yawning while fawning
hard core exploring before loitering on lawn each storm hits
bored between bordem and forwarning
The Law of the land is as fat and word lore untorn
in a new years wish of before yours i support but to inform you i am poor
nah i am norse - itself
off the shelf
TOP SHELF infact - splat
trying to make an impact in the cement jungle where only the wild roses
SCAT-TAR..altar that farther further down the line maybe SHAT-ER
holy moses
did you know most people die alone from over self exposure and its aroma
no sir not this
kitty kat riff raff missmatch hybrid still in bed
with her bed hair..
this is just the morning news..
the over thrown vomit bucket sitting near my blue swayed shoes
the buckle that sits on them new - new but bruised
like a vashion victim suckling the threaded section waiting to be called consumption
assuming
I am here to report
..
DAY one
on the moon us
This nazi camp smells like rotten tomatoes
a potato gun and all the mother missmatched out her halo - sun
son
to be or not to be
as pluto ressurects each cosmic dust cloud
the wolfs planets defour the virginity of the merucrys rub down
venus golden then blue
the evening news new label is espn - if you use old spice mixed with brute
the triffin is low.. the total recall of being labotimized named..
Denis Quad comes over the screen
"the devil is in the details, and the stage is set"
"This is our new favourite holiday melanea available in the streets..
stepped on, stepped on but yet oh so discreet..
wet like uncut heroin caressed each set to the shower"
waiting breaking breaking news in breaking news - weeeee have just been hit by a metor shower......
