i enjoy this alot.

she's the teenage laugh that shadows crow's love, and the uncontrolled convulsions with a cackled "shut up."
there's nothing that she does that i could forget. she's stuck like a tumor inside of my head.
Brain's burned dry by the heat of passion's flames.
there's two bodies entwined, caught up in the blaze.
(it's the 3rd degree. from downtown to your gated community.)

there's a thunder in his stomach, it rattles the Hermes lamps in his apartment.
it's a hunger inside for injustice, as he hops onto the ladder from the barbed wire fence.
he creeps onward toward the sky, seeping through the dark.
his anorexic cave is subdued by feeding on the homeless hearts.

there's a life i'm seeing that i'm quite likely to take,
cos there's promises i've been keeping that i wass too dumb to make.
and everyone here loves to coment on how i'm doing things wrong.
the world won't be a better place, until they're the ones gone.
Please get some medication.