Slid Over
Heavy - Pixel pussy
Heavy - Skin pockets
Heavy - Marsupial pouch
Heavy - Giant elders
There’s that modern rot, the burning dust off the television vents
Flesh looks like a boiling ocean in snowy reception events
Heavy - Satellite beamed fingers
Heavy - Skin gashes
Heavy – Sober Men disfigurements
Heavy – High Men disagreements
The two looked out of the screen, one revealed the blob inside her
It just smiled and closed its eyes as another slug slid over
Hands of fate smash their faces into each other, lip-locked in blood torn asphyxiation
A lot to do with money, less to do with desperation
“Fire Meetings”
Have you eaten that can of paper?
I’m making you put in the jelly
Watergate’s fashion scandal analien probe
People standing there, wearing suits made from construction materials
But where did time return to?
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