The Tongue Of Pain

<br>The tongue of pain,<br>A sip of blood,<br>Delicious taste<br>Of precious mud...<br>The gold of sweet<br>On gummy sculls,<br>A smile of trash<br>On lips of gulls.<br>Your poisoned friends<br>Are seeking sky.<br>They flock and drug,<br>They fuck and die.<br>The Moon-face grins,<br>It swallows tides.<br>Its soul sleeps.<br>In dreams it cries.<br>A wave of fluke<br>Will sink your hate.<br>In sea of silt<br>It can`t but wait.<br>It keeps a gun<br>With sickly pills<br>To cure earthquakes<br>Or the thrills.<br>Your being is fiction,<br>Your dream is mire.<br>You rave and rove<br>And set on fire.<br>Can`t stop your race<br>In bloody rain.<br>A flash of dark<br>Will full your pain.