In the morning

Low self esteem & antennas
through the window
I think I saw a black widow
crawling through my back
screaming at my ears
with the voice of the years
"make me feel sad
with your poor liquid
plastic semen
pouring poetry"


"nonsense" I screamed myself
my years of vanishing are over
now it's my turn to be the thunder
so I turned myself
into a human ball of pain
lying in bed
scratching the walls
there's only one way out of here
gettin' up and walking

please little spider hug me in my darkest hours

Corregido por Pez Anaranjado