Woorden: Typical Cats. Snake Oil.

I would revise my history if I could but right now I?m thirsty, he said.
I need water the liquid scent of the sisters, mothers, daughters.
I can?t explain the way the knots in my neck unravel
to the hypnotic twitch of a sister?s hips I travel; miles.
When the baseline bends its bare ass into my face,
But time stops with a subtle swivel of a slims waist
I chase the fish as far as semen can swim.
Complications come apart of the heaven of the body rock isn?t then?
This the most human impossible hubris victimless vice.
Grip my tip and dive twice into the honey well of a girl?s thighs; eyes.
Just a strand of DNA tossed in the wind that?s seedless
It?s God?s Will the pelvis the keyhole of the double helix, and
Girl our limbs entwine at the hand, rails of spiral staircases
I close my cold black eyes and see a hundred past love faces, no!
I mean just one! I mean just yours! When we of goddess
dig the Design of your Dharma, worship the wisdom by deflawless.
Spell my name, holy script. Flick a bit low roll back inspire make me
forget my name with the wiggle of the banshee and the serpents.
How my mind?s been parched, love, and I in need of sleep.
I twist in the sheets dream empty wells deep, but
Dry can?t justify when my wickedness way would rends
Or the difference between pedestal and auction block
Wear my eyes blinds. One read in thin,
You?re the ink while I?m the pen,
And we?ll spell another episode in a cycle it never ends
It never ends.


(Thanks to Jonas for these lyrics)