First f**k curses

Begging begging begging but luck works itself against the desperate

Remember the feeling, forced like a hard lump and clamp yr teeth

And hear them snap, and shuffle through the pieces and model a replica

I wrote you a poem, I bleed out the words, I spat out the language, and I touched

Your heart, and soaked up its warmth, I saw you running, baby, baby, baby and

asked you why?

 

Inventing names, numbers, riddles and laugh like

Bubbles bursting by shine of light, recall the song,

The connection without extension born, but not outside

And waddle in it, and pull it over like a warm cloth of memory

Lay asleep with a head against the window, skin

Warm underneath yr coat dead as the bodies bounce in their seats

 

I divide the powder, and cut us each a line, and we lie for hours,

And we conspire for days. Whole bodies at the fridges of death,

And when yr high you drop so low and tumble

And stumble and ruin the meaning, and mess up all the words.

Call it desperate, I'll call you love, baby, baby, baby, come close

Please, the symbolism makes me blush, and yr humor HEHE makes

It tickle, the passion, oh the passion squeezes the paste from

Yr top and yr insides kiss the linoleum, dance like dust, as we watch,

as you play it cool, and try to make me laugh

 

I hunted you baby, baby, baby, and I asked you why? I sat at the corner,

And counted the tiles, I multiplied the sides

My skin f*****g cold I wrap the blankets like a fever and still the f*****g cold I wish

Please god, f*****g please mute the lights, they get so loud this time of night

But everyone likes it when they disagree, everyone likes it when it's wet,

Everyone loves it, baby, baby, baby, let's get drunk let's get erect.

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[Ed Hart]

the ain't exactly your basic "Ode to Joy"; but what it is, it is that very well...