Women in the light of a golden and holy laundramat
sweaters and jeans
knits and underwear
tide and comfort
eyes that love me
If you are dreaming then you should wake up now
because I will lose these mothers
their backs will turn
for reasons I know
and do not know
predator they can smell
just beneath the surface
you won't recognize me
I won't feel hungry
Before I leap
Blood streaming from square teeth
I look up in suprise
to see death in your eyes
Like a mean daddy
I betray you every time
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Don't expect much. I can't handle the pressure.
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