this is a smash and grab job smash your rib cage and
grab your heart. from your chest, to my mouth, to my
bloodstream this isnt coming out. and your eyes are
lasers and your teeth are razors and your hands must be
cinder blocks, cause the pronouns and words connected
are making my limbs disconnected. so stick your finger
down your throat so you have room for these quotes,
about your hair, about your eyes, about your lips but
theyre all lies. she walks like a siren to a fire like
a secretary to her bosses desire and i will light
myself aflame and now do you remember my name? wheres
your duke now?
