Breathe me. Every time you close your eyes. Taste me. Every time you cry. This memory will fade away and die. Just for today. Breathe me and say goodbye.
Chinese masseuse, comes between us. talks in haikus, plastic venus.. Got a headrush, in her pocket. two rubbers two lubes, and a silver rocket. . Hang on, hang on.
I was hanging from a tree. Unaccustomed to such violence. Jesus looking down on me. I'm prepared for one big silence. . How'd I ever end up here. Must be through some lack of kindness.