No you don’t
Throat choked and stomach dropped
Eyes rolled in their socks
Shocked silence surrounds sinning saints
A choking sound gurgled past the dam of a nation without walls..
The cannon master left orange dust on the dessert grounds and I left you to be sweet
Toes curl in anticipation of flight
Wings attempt to burst from skin disintegrating caution and finding purchase in pained screams
Blood flows in rivulets down cloaked backs
Hiding sheer agony in a grin that doesn’t reach the Duchenne, and their brains…
Are purchasing body cons.
A long one, where fries find thighs and drill divots inside.
Which do I feed? and if it is true that I am whole
Then who are you?
Why do I feel I need you when you grasp strands of the antagonistic brain I fed you
And blended it for me
Beat this face she said
And he left rain drops and pin pricks of grand design
I’m alone in a room
Me and me
So,who’s all tired out, if it isn’t my destiny? Maybe
Grabbing coat tails by the entrails.
Smacking asses as donkeys grin plaintifully
You can take me to court and I won’t abort this implantation that you’ve given me
Once upon a time on osmosis time a dime found purchase between the cracks of a lime
And your sour ass only saw Optimus prime
Not the pyramids or the crime