ready to die
ready to live
ready to run the razor dry
ready to freeze
ready to sleep
ready to kiss
ready to waste the harvest
and there is star light
and
ready for you
and
forgotten of you
and
something and something and something else
your breast, catching the moon
catching the lake
your breath, 'I really love you'
catching the tongue
catching the pink volcano
the shaking earth
the rippled garden pool of Jakarta
and me,
oh my,
oh mouth to your mouth
lion milk for lamb
a starlet in the shanty town
teeth upon your back,
sorrow and hunger,
seething son of god,
my child,
my love,
companion of the massacre
fellow of the cut,
ready for the taking
ready for the power and the glory
ready for your cum
then nothing
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