Virus Gum Meet Mother
Join the father. son Soon to met the mother covered in concrete And a pile of dreams
Adorned with the sights and smells Of Insolence Join Iniquity Soon to meet up with the smoke
Gum. meet mother The aluminum spoon
I went smilingly Like a Classic obsession Like an eruption of birds Dressed purely in skin Well. this is my dread Steaming with honesty It's the fluid in my agony Adoring and gentle in its mockery
The liquid. the boundless sea
