[Spoken Word] My heart hurts Growth spurts Ear worms Not curt This shirt Can't contain Anxiety in my brain Vibrations unconstrained Catastrophe, rewound, replayed Living in a cage of my own design Refined, down through the wire Electrical desire Sparkles in my toes Curled up, orgasmic foes A book by Poe with Lovecraftian prose One hundred million crows Feast on my flesh slow Never had a glow Up Never had a pro Cup of tea worthy of sipping for the show pretentious sourdough pretending we don't know propensity for woe prophecy is sewn We all die We all moan We all fuck We all drone Then our kids Think they grow our world beyond snow our space upon flow but no a blowjob is no ghost a friend's face is no joke a stage is no smoke a mirror is no folk at last, I have spoke my trembled hands now invoke freedom from this curse, imbibed when I awoke nightmares cracked with whose croaked oh it's me, I am the broke And good morning old bloke Time to talk to doctor woke Good morning ahhhh good morning
