Trade
The only chunks I don't barf
are memories.
You pay the moon to turn a blind eye.
We snort our coke out back.
It isn't laced with fentanyl.
Gay clubs are realms
You pay the moon to turn a blind eye.
We snort our coke out back.
It isn't laced with fentanyl.
Gay clubs are realms
I picture as lavender and sweaty.
How bears would claw us raw
How bears would claw us raw
at the slightest movement.
Embrace me in the bathroom
Embrace me in the bathroom
throat gnawed open?
A twink salmon flops for breath
A twink salmon flops for breath
Jesus Freak
beavers could
dam me to hell
at least
i would be useful
