Delicious

sometimes i just want to see some shit blow up
put a couple of explosives in a shoe
and watch the canvas fly
i don't shoot guns
for i have a weak trigger finger
but i hear bow and arrows are making a comeback
so i always have that
guitar strings break
and i've learned to work around that
cars break
they die
they cough
the windows fall down into their slots
i hear the passing trains
feel their rumble in my bed
hear their horns echo off the hillside
and shake me awake
i rub against your backside
and you moan a little
and jam your ass into my crouch
fuck you're so beautiful when you are quiet
sucks you have to pretend when you're awake
i pretend too...
around
you