Scraps

Persistent feeling of ill will 
Though I resent no injury 
Open wounds and scars 

So many tales to tell the world, but no one listens 

Together we contribute 
To universal beauty 
Too bad it won't last 

Nature creates its self-destruction weapons 

Under the shower clairvoyance 
Tentatively reanimate 
Love dying 
Balls aching 
Watch TV 
Against melancholia 

Lethargic turtle, curlew's nest 
Hand-feed me, change my diaper 
My happy pill please! 

Dare not, don't praise me, masturbate my ego 

Drunk till the ocean, got lost 
Scum feels attractive when it lures flies 
Don't rub your breasts on me 

Your cock is not with you, not here, tonight