Did Mary Doyle Leave for Haiti?
Maybe that mama needs some safety, sooner
Pharmaceuta-psychiatric
Wrapped in plastic, beeswax chap stick
It's a greasy world
Watch with a lion's gaze
Be useful and d'well
If you could
Did the feigning summer see its painting get bluer?
A distant siren sings this same thing, but rings truer
Calming cruel transgendered mystic
We dreamt of school, slept through our relationship
It's a greasy world
Stalk with a lion's gait
Be truthful and d'well
If you could