My glasses on,
I’m helmet head
Shaking all that
you have ever said,
Though your skin
will always call me,
into paradise.
Of course its worst
When I’m in bed
I rub my face
Till my eyes are red,
I sing for truth!
And you chorus boldly,
Love me do you?
But now,
At last,
I’m beautiful;
To me.
But wait!-
A hug is nothing more
than a sample peace
You gave to me
to seek release
What a slut!
A whore!
In the felled rings
of a crucifix!
I tried,
and you let me go
Above cupid’s stars,
and my farthest throw.
