Crying to old music

Where is my heifer?

Atrocities -- in words:
I bought vogues.

Trapped where my own share is
Life,

I made good on the fears of my
Mark.

Entrance to nerd blame --

I walked under the elevator
And found manson.

I pulled the room up to drive.

(Mothers read with angels)




Etches

Looking with face
On your lace

I raise it
Fist.