My singles ad:
A river rusted the heavy metal under my skin I got a magnet heart and its stuck with every nail and pin I got 20 eye balls and 19 are blind, a rubber tongue that reeks of insecticide. I got nobody close but I wish I had a creepy post-terrestrial lover of mine own
Mah’ fuzzy brain buzzes like the flies up in the attic My voice is like a busted TV that’s haunted with the static my face slumps like a seven-bit horse a’thrice mangled by a tractor off course - and all the squirrels have left holes where the bugs n’ the beetles like to munch down on my circuit boards.
I want a lover like a dreadful halloween bride. we’ll get a married in the ruby orange mellow of night and make the love underneath the big blood moons drippin’ down the mountain hide of June we’ll roast fat raccoons on an iron spit. and suck anti-freeze from the tire pits.
The rain it rusted the copper gums under my fangs. I got one good back but the other’s got inscrutable pain I got 25 arms and 19 are shot, a rubber tongue that reeks of lichen and rot. I don’t got nobody close but I wish I had a creepy preternatural lover of my own
I want a grisly abominable valentine we’ll get hitched in the blood hot eventide we’ll do the jelly underneath the bent scuff moon inside a crevice full of eyebolts and screws and we’ll boil up a dead skunk in wiper fluid and sip a little turpentine
