Organic plastic as a smooth solid food
Fascinating form a low divided voice
The fantasy of body-talk a limit for flesh
Nitrate a** not a god's meal, creation
So it takes a rest on that bed
Quickly reach to another extent
Could be colors from TV-friends
Knuckle-duster breaks holy breath
Forget to give the sign, unspiritual
The bluster of angel's smile, silence alone
Motor deep in head running red
Greasy hand feeding sugar drops
Broken gla** between her legs
Really need an exit to set
k**ers payment, tomorrows dream
Demonstration, a low place's hole
Disordered picture, permanence
Questions to my answers
Pistol's pipe moving in a holster
Mirror on the ceiling turns black
Corps selling tickets at the first floor
Emotions of doomed