As/Is







11.03.2007


golden showers

urinating in the city of face
i want to release this hour
move on any other way
tomorrow is december let's go out
there is loneliness in the garbage
smoking's the plague around my fingers
swishing spitting out egg whites
of confession too tired to care much
whoever you are may hear i've seen
your poison what sort of perversion
what would you call this are you there
is there a name for this keep in mind
kitten there's no safety back there
incoherence's taken your place