Dragons awake!. Take me through the voodoo, Buddha. You are the king of things. I am a fake. . Over the treetops, an automan. An automatic girl. Predator skin and orangutan alive.
Drag days are not too bad but move too slow. I file them, I want them not to linger so. Now we come to drag days. Now we come to drag days. . Fake capes baby, they're too hard to wear.
Innocent or sweet. Shooting missiles in the street. They are deceiving. Seeing isn't hard but not believing. You've got the right to bite. The hind that feeds you.
? wash and wait. A human sanitation aid. And I will starve to death. Until you feed me. With your tenderness. Greet me with your. Slimy hands. You beckon me with open arms.
At 90 degrees Kansas sinks into a fine red hue. The same place the fly got smashed. The air smells of money. Double standards, honey. . Talk precisely when you're gunning.
Do something real. Sidewalks chasing citizens racing. Do something real. Bloodhounds closing in on opposing men. Do something real. Crows like rats like cats on vacation.
Was there anything happening. When you walked away?. Any strange sounds coming back at you?. Your recollection is valuable. A discussion can be productive.