Bloody gums of hungry ghosts
you’ve got a clean shot
you remember the time I sweated a hotel?
Fall on the knife oh innocent guardian
they can’t hurt you
scanning, imaging, all their means
it’s your blood to win
sentinels float in flooded tombs
trading antennae on the hungry reef
it’s time to play the chip
promises like murder, screwed
up the lazy Syphilis whispers
filthy marinas of Cartagena
pigs get fat
hogs get slaughtered
Somaliland
all that’s left of the killing van
navigated clicks of the Road
too cold sleeping in the mall of snakes
taking off our shoes
our lives in the hands of the Cobra
climbing in fourth gear
paying for herd spread deep
jungle spine bucktooth guitar
Mexicans roll up their jeans and dance
in compressed surf
chests waxed and thrash the mule
drink the whimper
lottery loser?
Rolling with the punches the
substation is down
phenomenal Orlando Paris
extracting confessions
quick question I death cross
good traction I pop up
stick a cookie in your cancer
left quickly to get stuck in the mud
kick on the women and sleep
So many dead forests
diamond member
kjndakijint questions
fhrisdhidsos answers
here are rust and kills
Finland’s most wanted
loose ends tied with lace
popsicle toes
the setting is flesh