flustered,upper cuts bring fevered lovers
shutter bugs...punch drunk...drunk drunk too
muffled lust overrun like light from the sun
we're all humans here too
it can be in friends uterus that you claimed in the slums
cum dosent come
whiskey..the only thing that calms this war drum
divided on totem poles
stroll along the ledges
see where the infadales patrol
no love lost in a worm hole
supernova and rollin over novices
the reverend keeps me in local anestesia
trim killed by the light of the white sands...
just come home.