Rip men up and howl the green loose In them, stand atop your toes Curse, fuck, make bones sound out wet Shutter the south of the waist for You are a burning thing and I know who you are A pillow, silk, ambrosia, silver pooling And I would rage on you to Tear at you and soak myself in blood South and north till Im Wet and dripping with the life That is killing me I am wet and dripping with the life That is killing you If you meant everything Then nothing Would mean anything Anymore
wet, dripping, south, pooling, ambrosia