Letra de Poetry Surf
The helium sticks to the knife There's no Atlas to hold up your life The modality that which vibrates The phantom into untouchable words Remote regions of sensory's dwelling Razor blade heals of losses brocade, mm-hmm Impotent vagina re-read one page forever Who is Ever? If we have a child we should name it Ever Name it Ever Name it The blind bayonet of vallieties hides every word in his poetry surf Fraying satraps of meager kicks Aghast the thick collector of SapphicsYolk wife rider chryselephantine Chiaroscuro cerements unearthed, mm-hmm Cressets of magniloquent Perceptron fission Porno-vision breath-incision Breath-incision Breath in Numinous threats fellow female marginals If I were alone in being deathly unafraid Ends reticent about survival She mates almost on purpose Pounding of Cantos to Idiot's triad If you'd believe utter mycelium Skills you were cured of on the cusp That clarity isn't saying very much