She came screaming up my branches
and hacking false pneumonia
She challenged my persona
with her raw nerve smile
Her halo in her eyes she said:
"I am the helium in your balloon!"
But she is also the stain in the bathroom
and the dust on these ancient shelves
collected over many years
of memories fresh and faded
so, kids, wanna see something neat? wanna see the Sacred Datura in all of their hipster glory playing in a basement, out of their minds and acting like crazed fools?
go to www.myspace.com/thesacreddatura
and remember: neither us nor god support the use of narcotic substances.
with the twisted metal of an automobile crash. her blood splattered across broken glass.
her smile fell off and got stuck to the bottom of the shoe of a stranger
like a piece of gum or some toilet paper or something.
i dont know.
i need a gun. a really really really big gun.