BIG
- Gus Jonsson
- Jan 28, 2024
- 1 min read
Crazy feeling
Still alive
Kicking up a storm
Crash bang bitch talk
Yes oh yes
The sort of talk that I like when I have a mind
Don’t you know?
Like you didn’t know
Lay me like a blade cold as chrome
Crawdaddy kisses down my spine
They burn like ice
Mind and eye filling
Spilling over and over with stingsong
The gone wrong long in the tooth song
Where fire dance dreams spin all ways evertime
Zephyr blue and playing me fours ways to five
So cool
Just waiting for Big lazing on the wind
This is just the beginning
Sinning heat blazing afire in my bed
Searing this lay lovely back to nowhere
Closing her soul bright candle flame eyes
Reddening swollen lips bleed picaresque
Don’t you know?
It’s just Big playing the moon
Bone chill chatter
Scratching curling feathers upon her windowpane
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