Tangled up in pipes and wires
\nThe morning ritual enacting fires
\nIn the profundity delirious pain
\nComes to a soul that\u2019s born again
\nThe pee line a kind of dangling free
\nHeld in check a want to see
\nThe ultimate tug on Scrotums sac
\nAnd from that there is no way back<\/p>\n
Trussed up like a Summer chicken
\nFragile that taste of Ill it will
\nFrighten the fragility of left to suffer
\nReally still
\nPurposeful and suffering
\nRisk levels all high
\nHanging in an organic tangle
\nUnderneath a fresh March sky<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tangled up in pipes and wires The morning ritual enacting fires In the profundity delirious pain Comes to a soul that\u2019s born again The pee line a kind of dangling free Held in check a want to see The ultimate … Continue reading