faster than the light of speed
climb the alcohol within the trees
satisfying them weedy needs
again, again, again
quirky a-verse for the young and ()eedy 4 lines a-daze 7 days a-weak
faster than the light of speed
climb the alcohol within the trees
satisfying them weedy needs
again, again, again
seriously? not here anymore?
what will become of the days gone by?
the memory stays put or likes to fly
away from the dust of flesh flashed?
don´t lose the message loser
i have awareness and pimply greens
don´t cut my beans in time
i have the will to remain dead
strange light in the face that now guards
secrecy from wombtomb sides aflame,
whatever destiny rolls in your aurelian hand
the fish that bit will stay alive in glee-ming scree-ming mirth!
steady comes the battering ram
another headshot watered down
another bookman´s worst nightmare
the credit, give it to the worms!