should I treasure the redor treasure the lightthe bitter
juniper is still foodpull down your pants by the shi'itestire
my tounge over your gumsoh,
honey beebuzz upon meslip me a noteoh god,
what a donkeyit smells like fallujaha hammock rodthis
shirt clings like danderthis kiss scrapes like rusttiny,
tiny paws covered in the dirttiny purring sounds rising
like a pikestabbing my hand like a sailorthis last
night of ours's pathetictiny,
tiny paw turning into dusttiny shining eye,
rolling like a diecasting my fate to the gristmillthis
last night of oursfinally i'm surprisedoh,
tuck away those acient jugs of yoursreaquainted with
the brush of a skinflakecooped up between a jerk and
a hard placeyou sight your eye off the tip of your
guntiny, tiny paws covered in the dirttiny purring
sounds rising like a pikestabbing my hands like a saviorthis
last night of ours forevertiny,
tiny paw tunring into dusttiny shining eye,
rolling like a diecasting my faith to the waysidethis
last night of oursfinally i'm surprised