And if you overdose, then you can be my sober ghost

Living by the line closer to the coast

That last line implicates the coastline

With the devil, who can integrate the most rhymes in the least space, like Tetris Master. On the mattress, hips moves faster

There's a new world underneath the pillow, while the bedsheets ripple, like, Wind in the Willows. I been on the gallows, I

Could hеar the wallowing

Tell me whosе guts the eagles are swallowing

Who's bringing the fire?

I aspire to desire like PJ Harvey. Starve me. Carve me

Deeper in the rock like Prome

Theus like a student with a thesis who should know me

'cuz she's

Studying the myths. Incorporate

The buddy system

With the god's gifts

Roll an odd spliff

Every now and then like

"we enjoy the drinks." I remember

Frozen Winter Shit

Stinks