Snapping purl skies drop piss on leaves The carpet is yellow, was white like papers I was solid, like resin windows Slacking off pipes because I want to pet something File this under wallpaper for old folk Its got to be nice to look at for years The spirit gets rotten five dawns a month In marble embossments and brass naked cupboards It is frowning, hanker for a needle Cracking off boxes like cold bench foliage Enervate Enervate me Cock me off a pearl Grate me up a pound Cock me off a pearl Shoot the mother with fingers on my child Its got to be a clean shot and quiet Enervate Enervate me.