I saw the way you winked at me feather lashes and mandrill teeth the paper c*nts that I left for you heavy TVs and blinking glue Asthmatic howls from lycanthropes hairlips sewn from my ghost notes I hitched a ride in a primer czar from a headless torso in a topless bar Come on now Clawing out the pick of sinners lean into the stockades and take a picture I set the traps where ankles fold a**uming I can take control to spit a cancer and watch it bleed the cat morgues have all planted seeds They try and pull my stinger off but this radiation just makes me cough your excrement is nourishment not even faith can rid you of your devils I've got the heels of an overbite the earth is flat when your day is night all of a sudden they bleach your skin dumping from the Vincent Thomas bridge The case ain't setteled, this place ain't fit has the donor started asking questions yet Has the donor started asking questions yet