Face
Unlimited
Days...Daze
I
Want
To
Tell you to go
Kildare...I swear
I never k**ed her
I swear I never...nevermind
Time...
Seconds like the wrinkles bringing age
Turn the lights off, calendars hide too many pages
I can not tell you
How the flesh upon your face
Burns into a characticure
Which enlightens no one and mocks your soul
Oil drawing hair, I'm so scared
Of old age dementia
Old age senility
Flowered serenity
Old timer
Annihilate the articulate
k** him for his words
Faster ba*tards
I'm getting tired
Of false belief, obsolete impressioned structure
Please refer to the scriptures
And tell me I'm wrong