Wrecklessness and restlessness
pulsates like pesticides in the left side
of my brain like a nest full of fist and the rest
is history, bitch, shit this piss is way cool like
coolaid zipped in bombay, like jaws dropping
to the floor, my eyes sweeping the lord my tongue
spit mopping the floor all the way to the door
I'm talking like when love's popping like
glorious gods in enormous skies
which explode this heavenly stage's aura
like a champagne supernova does
pore out the whores outta nowhere