Twenty-One

Tatami


Wishful thinking
I was thinking
Of a world with no dreaming
Sinking in quick sand

My mind is drowning
In words too profound and
Your love is founded in
Gutters we run from
Trashed and slit throat
I want my slit throat
I was from the rainbow
Dirty gold for
You
I want to go
To go

You're soft like a motel mattress
You're an actress
I know
I love the taste of your thighs
I want to let kingdom come
Between your thighs tastes like heaven
I want to let kingdom come


Writer/s: Tatami