They were partners in crime When the wife admits That her son had been taking What the neighbors have missed There's a law in the city And it's clear
Campus is getting bigger They are working on it all the time Acting on the tv I can see their faces Red alert, the siren's loud The drafted are all
Her brow: pensive Her knees: away I stand beside her But I look straight ahead And dissolve Before the night began Herring St. A book from school kept
All the doctors talk Of all the doctor trouble All the time payed off But there's a night to remember When the quarters stopped Diving in the cup Doctor
You can follow logic Or contest it all The work solution makes the common house a home The element of progress That you mentioned's gone And de-evolved
In the beginning there was semen In a deep mouth of flesh At the crest I traveled On a wave of virile mess Through a tunnel of mucus And on toward a
Zero's coming Guess who's hiding from programs set to year? It's some coding veterans Brokers, priests and analysts Systems of transporting could
I'd sleep on the white tile lobby floor And pace until the time to visit starts The bright lights are on but I'm away. . . How nervous a voice sounds
There's a fire in the road where a frame is burnt And other automobiles are slowing down around the fire Lanes are backed up and people get all anxious
I'm paralysed and things could change for you as well You're not so bad off now, you can move anything you need I'm not this way because of an emergency
Casual sex Is it irrational? (Yes!) I think it's time to find out why And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime In a dream there's a dolphin And a soldier
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the floor moves, and it trembles old west shakes as it opens up people are dying and I know the cause of it all with so many buried the dead twitch
It's a scene from a movie It's an aisle of the store It's the view of a canyon The sound of the sword It's an orchard of peaches Your wife, in the shower
Was it more than attraction And a physical lust? Or loins, my imagination That first inconceivable touch That I was planning I mean wishing How embarrassed
Introverted boy You are not interesting boy You think you're intellectual But no one's talking to you now I might be an introvert To you, the shallow
Tell me what you wanted to hear Let me do the right thing Let me do the wrong thing And if it's ever this clear I will only say it once So let me
I disappear I lost control My body's moving On it's own I watch myself Walk away A foreign spirit Took my place An empty stare It's eyes are dull Stole
