The Under Boys

No respect or the sex won't work.
I get bored if it doesn't hurt.
When I'm dead I'll be under boys
All of the day; drink my weight in skin.

Leave as much of yourself in me
As you can spare; fill me up, pin me.
My abusive young hunger will
Swallow my days in a lurid grin.

When the fire meets the bridge we'll wake.
That's when our fantasies meet the lake.
But til then those who plunder boys
Descend on my house: I'll be here all night.

Nick Hudson

Preview from 'Discarnation 13', coming soon from Vertical Music.

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Opium, Speed, Ecstasy, Mushrooms, Cannabis, Cocaine, Tuaca, Prostitution, Unrequited Lust, No Sense of Time, Unbridled Sense of Love, The Edges of Identity Blurring, Crippling Loneliness, Overwhelming And Relativistic Sense of Oneness, Romantic Craving, Creative Obsession, Volatile Internal Life, Sense of Being a Perpetual Fugitive From The Self, The Tease of Enlightenment's Aperitif, A Shadow Marked Fun, Chaos, Neglect of Physical Health, Solispsistic Fear of Social Responsibility, Paranoia, Progress, Evolution,