nausea at the base of your spine a knot of disgust. tale turned and fell off when it saw the likes of you.

this is who we were

how have you been.

what's the point christmas? i keep asking that and i never get an answer, oh well, fuck life. if you can't ask abstract ideas for abstract answers to abstract questions who cares.

shaken out from a long dead tree
take it from him cuz he took it from me
there's nothing left thought we went deaf
but still i'm breathing
make me now that you can't see
mothballs you stuck inside of me
she took me down neck on the ground
and now i'm bleeding
there's no time here deaths never near
still we're breeding

my minds awake
my body shakes
this world is ending
the splice won't take
the grafts we make
to keep from mending

since i've been a boy i could hear you cumming
i couldn't leave you before you did
if this is the end
let my heart
beat out
for you
i gave birth to
this most horrible truth.

it's nothing and you can keep the change.

right now enjoying this tv on the radio album. i want to fuck new york in the hole god put there.