Window quakes when you quiver
My skin scrambles,
You're a sob and stomach
smiles silent smiles
I'm aware of where this goes
A tongue and needle
Creaks up my spine- oh!
There's an egg
it rots and
threads throughMy head
til I jolt-You
open wide
my ribs are the wings that splay apart
and gash your mouth so you can flap
your maw upwards and gut the sky
sandy sung to me i wouldn't starve if i just ate them
semi-sickening, he tasted rotting (in this clime it's
a sad sip of truth) a bit dry,
not quite to my taste so what
so i assumed him desiccated, can you do
desecrated but burn the skin
clean
sandy said that solo's just a state of mind
six-too-many grains are singing to me every day
and i stay shining
ac rid
there's a laugh screaming laughing
broke the pacing bribe me out of my bar
bells toll
in my tongue
I took a bobby p in my teeth
if reach the gap
My I between it dots itself perpetual
drip drip drip drip splash
in a tasting ocean
skimmers
listed out my cause!
My cause!
My cause!
Drink me down so I can pop inside your lungs
Little sacs and dead eggs
It's the beauty of the dawn keeps me volting
there's a rope always reaching