burrow
raze
you
are
salt
and
cheap
shampoo
i'm
digging
down
to
where
your
sweet
exhausted
heart
is
living
slicing
through
vines
with
these
flesh
-covered
knives
if
i
could
speak
i
don't
expect
you'd
try
to
understand
if
i
could
weep
my
tears
would
terrorize
this
city's
streets
170725
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from