Thanks to Your Binding Spell
I spend lunch w/ the chemos and wake up
dreaming of me excreting my feelings
all over your chest. I hate Cleveland
but this is the world so I might as well
lay my faces on the table. Next time
leave me and the Tetragrammaton out of it.
O resplendent Angel Gabriel, I’m sure it was
technically the opposite of black magick
but come on. Like my most sensitive areas
you’re like my extremities, but worse.