coat me in silicon, man. and carry me home to your father. receive the stamp of approval like the cut of meat in the ice, equally as blood soaked. rinse my hair with the vodka brewed in toilet bowls. pick out the stems from cherry tongues spit spat sputtered as the stutterer rocks the eyeless doll in the corner. i hate you for being lost in the future. what time is it there? 12:25 pm. You're still early and it's made me late. terminate the termite pregnancy because I can't stand its squirming reminders of you. Take your six legs and seven shoes and bicycle back to Maine. I won't write your father again and I hate your postage stamp five o'clock shadow. Eat your postcards and vomit the mountain forevers.