in gemini skies with my twisted sails of taurean limbs
winter scales the wretched heights of summers spoken lies
waterfalls of acid rain flow freely through my veins
brow beaten by the muted heart of asylums cleansing bleach;
I am in love with the darkness of my tempermental skin
the aches and pains that tastes of imported winds
as I crawl with the wishbones through corridors of demented reprieve
with my adopted king of januarys cabbaged leaves;
drunk on the science of waters disparaging drip
my balls alive and thriving on heated ice in buckets of powdered form
while the headless chimp paints daffodils on Dante\'s wired jaw
the hustle and bustle of a thousand may queens lead from the front as always;
marching to the tune of the idle ghost on dusted dancing floors
heirs to the throne of the stifled sod in jesus blood with hollandaise sauce
nursed in cayenne pepper with aries eyes twinned with pilgrim juice
in gemini skies with my twisted sails of taurean limbs;
still winter scales the wretched heights of summers spoken lies
still I argue with the voices of silent screams and blistered enterprise;
I have walked through the gates of hell into deaths beloved kingdom
still I quarrel with the choices of torrid dreams or blissful suicide;