Blood Shot I
Shot I
blood shot I
blood shot I apparitions
bone dry
its bone dry
this done dry smile's conditioned
red sky
a red sky
a red sky's last decision
black lips
your black lips
your lips joust for position
i balanced the moon
but tight rope walking's uncouth
this rainless monsoon
will drown many i presume
in some odd way
we know we are us
pristine throne
says look dont touch
subsequent regiemes
are dealt with in our dreams
so kill or be queened
such a nice incision