I. M. S.

Drop out
Lost forever in
The sprawl
Spun out
Dizzy as I trip
And fall
No soul within
No Iove no sacrifice
No sin
The plastic smile
A shot to bleach
The unfurred skin
That still burns
From within
Maxed out
Clemency by credit card
Wimp out
The wrist is limp the cock
Is hard
All soul within
All love all sacrifice all sin
The tender meat
A prick to tame
The virgin skin
That still burns
From within
Drop out
Lost forever in
The sprawl
Spun out
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning...