(Contemporary) Body
highway for demons
dead for use but all I got.
I hate the world most days
& don’t mind it in pleasure—
long for death like love
two legs pretzeled with fear
a romantic poet
without the sweets
highway for demons
dead for use but all I got.
I hate the world most days
& don’t mind it in pleasure—
long for death like love
two legs pretzeled with fear
a romantic poet
without the sweets