Steps
Wait.
No.
Oh, goodness, sweet freshness,
Dragged in, thrown out,
Dragged in, thrown out,
SMASHing chattering teeth
Whilst I'm picking, picking, picking his scabs
With curious nails, splintered nails.
Don't you take them from me you invisible wretch, jealous wretch,
With your snakes and your slaves and your sorrow and your-
Stop it! Stop it!
Eyes, ears, eyes, ears, ears, eyes,
Bloated with cotton wool
And flaking skin
Dis-gus-ting.
Won't you wait a while, my ravished lungs are burning.
Wait.
MrMe
Louie SMASH
20 Oct 2008, 16:49
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