Z) frosted chicken
By markashley
- 919 reads
Stingy little stag mantle
And grain dirt cresting
Timid breath,
Languid vapour entity,
Tipity tipity dmp dmp
How many times have I told you - PUT THAT DOWN
Digging your knuckles into my ribs
(sigh - breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out)
Why do I ache?
Underneath,
Where worms muster,
In the warm dark damp
Chun chun chun chun ch-chun chun
... ch-chun chun
... ch kaaaaaaAAAAh
Rummage bubble sonance,
Nasty nasty nigh nantucket,
Nasty nasty noon
I waited on the corner by the Post Office
Time chopped world,
Slick slice,
Slick slice,
Filamental layers of empty space
Room glow radiance,
Soon mumble limp drowning in late evening lace
(uuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh)
Wait wait weight,
Cress stamp nightingale
Paper place packaging,
Brown pierce parcel,
Tied up with string
Tied up with string
Stinging, singing, when we don't know the words
And the little dog cackles, in humour humiliation, laughs
What payment is due,
What price, what pain,
For a handful of grain
It hurts, how much it hurts
Where did all the money go,
Days go,
Years go
Alone in a crowded world of solitude,
Too many faces,
Not enough minds
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