Saturday, April 17, 2010

Hundred hand slap in nanoscale

What, you thought you were going to quit me just because "she said"?

Must be a special person
but like Patricia McPherson
she is only a mechanic.

Thinks she knows how you think,
she does do that, I know she does.
What's the big fuss? The real reason
your woman likes you is cos of the lint

in my belly button, where demons are invented.
Pazuzu, Lucifer (yeah, demon) and even the one
that threatens its interest in the 'lack' of Me.

Why is skin peeling from my face at this point?
Lotion! Bring me the lotion!

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