May 22, 2018
i ghost pedal through life, acidified
freedom feels like thawing ice
breakfast via osmosis with cottage cheese peaches and sprinkled arachnids
a brain made of leeches
i suffer from parasitosis
don't believe a word i say
it's the psychosis
insane asylum i am your hostess
clipboard doc with a diagnosis
paid postage to floating in foliage
haunted kiss
my lungs aren't smokeless
don't believe a word i say
someone adjust the dosage
doc can you compromise
why does your clipboard say
one person genocide
