spitroast hedonistic flames licking golden flashes up my side molars cracking like eggshells under the boot of the river flow like a milk and honey jerusalem hold me close to your chest a beating heart tambourine pounding through my veins this is easy like fish in a barrel i could peel you like a tangerine and fit you down my throat or you could make space for me between your ribs a sacrament in this gold-plated imitation of church smoke curling sweet halos of indulgence above our heads











