Give me some of that sweet fuck. Because the same sun that shines over Haiti burns this desecrated ground. Big and brown, boy you feel the vibrations. There’s a rough musk steed in your pinky, there’s a virgin hellcat in your thumb. Like a devil full of God’s love you cut down the street rip halos through the town. Sweet, blond, tree hugging fools swear they love everyone when you know it’s only you, but you smile-- kill them with a flash of your teeth, drown them in the glisten of your eye. Yes, the smaller animals are all afraid. Little sparks from you fly, threaten to alight fur, skin, scale like hail storming down. You want the bone-- and you know we’ve all got it. Hard, porous, white, break it if you bend it, take the marrow until you render it empty but alive. There is more, there is more, there is more…
