digits on my tongue.
spill and merge on my wet mind.
my mind is not borg.
body
moons rising
five twigs on my hand.
stuck into a slab of meat.
moons rising on beds.
hell fat
my lips to his hips.
on the god fearing diet.
going to hell fat.
proud david
cutting my marble.
like fat from meat leave sinew.
david would be proud.
wheels turning
take a drive today.
test yourself about the rules.
wheels keep turning.
arm air
arm up in the air.
there is no hair under there.
asking a question.