Thursday, September 24, 2009

Sex and Gunpowder

Steel melts me up, melts so hot triggers pull quick! bang.
It’s all on your shirt now.
It’s all on your hands now.
Pump it out, let it out, we fall down.
Rings around the Ashes.
Fuck the sun I have kelvins in my smoking fist. A smile ablaze and it’s arson.
You can’t make me eat. But I can spit, watch but don’t blink.
It’s all on your shirt now.
Red eyeballed white of hands.
Breathe breath out stop.