Mail Chimp

Monday, September 3, 2012

Airships of Mars

You followed me to work today
On the dark side of the moon
And though you do that every day
I know there is no spoon
It's forks all the way down

At the sausagefest
Where we manufacture sweat
For the client
On planet piss

My heart
Keep it with you always
Because without you
I have no need