letra de growing - nost
how does one grow fingers
how does one open their hands when under three feet of undisclosable fully jeaned thighs – friday night, studded, in another near-lover’s downtown condo
how does one link arms on a downhill dusk-dusted walk talking endlessly bout reservation, ironically letting the moment end in non-disclosure
my specialty, i’d wager, is gauging her for aging spurs that turn her quick to hands i guess move sweeter than mine
how do my shoulders look so much like flame to moths while hot with discomfort and so brazenly ashamed of me
how does this throat hold every fundamental but fall faintly apart when like a drunken rose dips the ends of it’s stalk to a bottle of vodka, drop each thing that made it open in the first place
how do i face me facing you? or, rather, refusing to
the rest is restless and directionless. lower hemispheres find time to peer through eyes they’ll never know. a mess of me addressing less than honorary things
tie twine and string to pic-sso feet. i make a joke of entropy
letras aleatórias
- letra de body of work - the mynabirds
- letra de my spine (is the bassline) - shriekback
- letra de chaque fois - gilles vigneault
- letra de nigger - bałagany na bani
- letra de vibes - young creatures
- letra de till riksbanken (till finansministern) - cornelis vreeswijk
- letra de artificial suffering - hatalom
- letra de loyalty - chop
- letra de blue magic freestyle - spyda (2)
- letra de new rich city - da youngfellaz