Over over over, I need it to be over, that's all. I can feel it in my neck, crawling through my ears, and behind my eyes. Digging out from the center of my forehead.
(brain sucker)you walked into the woods,
and covered your face with mud
then told me;
that it felt just like it should
doing angels on the forest floor,
trying to be what we were made of
...dratted spartans, piss me a goblet of your finest belly wash.