04-30-2017, 12:43 PM
You're never going to get better are we?
Our future is blackstrap–
a belt,
the sole of a boot,
cold as
a hundred stones.
It's mouth has been sewn
shut.
Explosions are it's only heat.
Nothing remains but anger
and fear
and they will whip us toward brimstone
murderously.
Our future is blackstrap–
a belt,
the sole of a boot,
cold as
a hundred stones.
It's mouth has been sewn
shut.
Explosions are it's only heat.
Nothing remains but anger
and fear
and they will whip us toward brimstone
murderously.