was another poet and an i am sorry
then lets get stoned on the bus to chicago
i am going to eat the marrow out of everything
swallow animal swallow what is no longer living
I DON'T WANT MY MONEY... look at me
taste my breath when the spirit leaves
i am half me when me and pill and drink
i am not driving anymore
i am not watching where i am going to stop
the death i sing of is not a real death
she is a sleeper
she is a tooth
hold her in the back of your chimp chomp
where you don't need to remember