Idi ta
13 years ago
Music makes the player strong,
and a leaf turned rose in the early
autumn morning on my hill
could frame you up for murder
good buddy, with an incredibly real
and ugly turn of will against all
the gears of the universe at once.
That's why I hate the grass and trees,
and hope all gentle gazelles
fall off their crutches and limp.
Long curling genes dangle down
to invert in the hot sun soon
enough betray us, vein-side out
to the elements like farmed shrimp.
and a leaf turned rose in the early
autumn morning on my hill
could frame you up for murder
good buddy, with an incredibly real
and ugly turn of will against all
the gears of the universe at once.
That's why I hate the grass and trees,
and hope all gentle gazelles
fall off their crutches and limp.
Long curling genes dangle down
to invert in the hot sun soon
enough betray us, vein-side out
to the elements like farmed shrimp.