Fill the basin with my hands Your strong shoulders in my head Soft soap splashing on the rim I keep wishing i was him Cobweb fluttering 12 ft up Above the basin where i (?) Soap and fingernails Dirty imagined intimate details I go to the garage where on the wall 1010 daddy long legs crawl A crazy notion tracks through my mind An electrical shudder shoots up and down my spine I run to the kitchen grab a pot & lid And i rush to the garage before i knew what i did I was raking the gentle? spiders into that pot Then i was sitting at the kitchen table feeling so cold and so hot In a moment i move to get a cereal bowl Then i'm back at the table and before i know What exactly i had done, i pulled the legs off every one (the little black buttons…?) in front of me it looked like a bowl of black eyed peas ? in the top, poured it into the cuisinart I reached in the cupboard and i grabbed a lid Of tequila and i pour that in, push the button and it starts to chop ( my heart can hardly contain my thumping heart?) My last act on this earth will be to chug a lug a mixture and hope for the worstTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
