sheets and onions.
never worry about my bad jokes.
I am a saint for badluck.
Napalm.
I bleed you and I need you.
just a fool.
drooling on airplanes.
shoot me with your sword.
I want to sleep in sound.
And hold hands in New Jersey.
Where sheets meet blankets.
That's where we make peace.
With the past, especially.
despite snakes.