Hanging from the rafters with a swallowed tongue Ugly shoes, dirty fingernails, and my fly undone. I knew it all along, the whole time, this boy's laugh - - is gone like an episode of "That's Incredible"... What I was seeking found me asleep at the wheel Head on and completely face first through the window. Love, yeah... Like an American Express card in - - a Turkish prison. You raped my mind professionally. I thought often of earlier things -- Honey dew melon, And scrambled eggs, the smell of smoke and citrus. There are other memories too; Incest, hangovers,  No - fucking place to sleep, and you every where but with me. Others will probably wish that you die alone and crazy, but mother I want you to hear me read like a big boy. Exempt, with nothing in between you and your first born, but the truth, and all of the ways you squeezed me dead.