you know

there's an atomic bomb in my mouth;

I just can't stop singing

Jesus, since you're in my heart

could you be so kind as to perform a bypass?

your crown of thorns is tearing to shreds

my most important vessels.

it's very inconsiderate

you, not Jesus now, but you

you're quivering like a jello mould on a plate in front of me

fork sticking out of your face

what's this

you're bleeding

you're just never done, are you?

I was sitting across from other mouths with bodies attached

In a circle of chairs, swallowing cud with my ears

I'm a cow

I'm a pig

which is it?

would you piss on me if I was on fire?

I love you more than anything, you know