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1  I haven't fucked much with the past              I haven't fucked much with the past, but I've 1
2  But I've fucked plenty with the future                                   fucked plenty with the future. Over the skin of 2
3  Over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters                                           silk are scars from the splinters of stations and 3
4  Of stations and walls I've caressed                                                          walls I've caressed. A stage is like each bolt of 4
5                                                                  wood, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure. I would 5
6  A stage is like each bolt of wood like a                      measure the success                   of a night by the way by the 6
7  Like a log         of Helen, is my pleasure                 way by the amount of piss and seed I could exude 7
8  I would measure the success of a night                       over                 the columns that nestled the P.A. Some nights 8
9  By the way by the way by the amount of piss   I'd surprise everybody by skipping off with a                   9
10                                                              skirt of green net sewed over with flat metallic 10
11  And seed I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A.   circles which dazzled and flashed. The lights were                           11
12  Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off           violet and white. I had an ornamental veil, but I 12
13  With a skirt of green net sewed over                  couldn't bear to use it. When my hair was cropped, 13
14  With flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed          I craved covering, but now my hair itself is a 14
15                                                                veil, and the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy 15
16  The lights were violet and white, I had an ornamental veil                                  and sleepy Comanche lies beneath this netting of 16
17  But        I couldn't bear to use it, when my hair was cropped   the skin. I wake up. I am lying peacefully I am               17
18  I craved covering but now that my hair itself is a veil         lying peacefully and                 my knees are open to the sun. 18
19  And the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy and sleepy                                     I desire him,                                     and he is absolutely ready to seize 19
20                                                             me. In heart I am a Moslem; in heart I am an 20
21  Comanche lies beneath this netting of the skin            American; in heart I am Moslem, in heart I'm an 21
22                          I wake up,         I am lying peacefully, I am lying peacefully   American artist, and I have no guilt. I seek                                               22
23  And my knees are open to the sun                            pleasure. I seek                the nerves under your skin. The 23
24  I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me   narrow archway; the layers; the scroll of ancient                24
25                                                         lettuce. We worship the flaw, the belly, the 25
26  In, in heart I am a Moslem, in heart I am an American   belly, the mole on the belly of                   an exquisite 26
27  In heart I am Moslem, in heart I'm an American artist   whore. He spared the child and spoiled the rod. I         27
28  And I have no guilt                             have not sold myself to God. 28
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2  I seek pleasure, I seek the nerves under your skin   2
3  The narrow archway, the layers, the scroll of ancient lettuce   3
4  We worship the flaw, the belly, the belly   4
5  The mole on the belly of an exquisite whore   5
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7  He spared the child and spoiled the rod   7
8  I have not sold myself to God   8
      


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