Oh humid night
Erect on demand
The stars burn
Like a tattoo needle
Connecting the stains
On a Casper mattress
Getting angry
New material
Fuck it
Fuck you
Trump you
Shoving more sickness into my mouth
The pill form doesn’t make it healthy
Forgetting the names
Word bubbles never pop
Steak or buffet
Rosanne Bar is fucking angry
Our teeth are like clouds
Cutting the air like
formless moving popcorn kernels
Trees bristle the roadside
Like giant public hairs
We travel the miles of vigina
To our next stop sign
Here’s to earning it
Schwervon! 