I absorb this city like a used Tampon Rag
the horizons manufacture all the kotex factories
breathing asthma lungs into infant chants
as walking necktie tumors, laugh under their layoff spasms.
And I must confess, upon this collosus breast, that I
Am a rubanesque painting,
Counting Carbs,
Feighning Scars.
Wrench these heart mechanics like a well oiled ghost
Stabbing songs by vocal blades in my throat.
Oh Honey, Mask me in Condom sheets.
Oh Darlin', Come get my smut drenched cheats.
Travel in trucks to Hittsville USA!
Ride the machine to the fuck fest Fantasy!
The stolen march bombs, shrapnel this city
like a dairy veteren doll catching these smoke babies
as our teeth lock as a snaggled clock
vines and culture swarm dignity like a horse parade.
And I digress, unleashing Sitcom Breaths, that I
Am a cadaver party,
Stinking Suits,
Rotting Shoes.
Travel in trucks to Hittsville USA!
Ride the machine to the fuck fest Fantasy!
(spelling is immaterial bitches)
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