do not salute i've been here before; same solitude where familiar fears are born mirrors are sworn to secrecy especially when tears are worn in disbelief when weekends appear, we morn; miserably cheers... here's to whiskey, beer, & porn & then there's weed; when the need to veer everywhere she's near just swarms but then this greed, grows horns & my wants & needs, increase like yawns when others do it cousin i'm ruined, by her presence & absence, equally what she says & thinks happens to be in sink with me she doesn't flinch when she glimpses; her heart winks at me instinctively, i present passion so you'll melt, then unfasten your belt, while you speak to me my intentions resist apprehension & quench, frequently everything i say, i insist, is to weaken knees & convince, us to kiss make out, make love... wake up, naked... order take out take our, jamaican curry on the fire escape surely admiring how fury & sirens relate no worries, you & i are safe from whoever hate or deny our race to an apocalyptic state, like 'guerra mundial tres' till our final day when we meet our saints wait, before the devil calls & this last petal falls we need our passports so we can, jet ski our ass off with our masks off, fuck like freaks wrapped up on the beach, like we're lassos my barkeep, has no more tea; see, this is last call to be free, from this disease, of being an asshole once the clock ceases, so does this castle as i speak, on behalf of a beast please, beauty come here we need you i swear yes, just be our guest... be our guest… be our guest sincerely, lumiere