David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
David F. Bello
There are three wonderful pictures
Of your awful face
Stuck to the glass of my dresser
And if you call me
Because you want them back
I'll tear those suckers down
And put 'em in a mailsack
Hearts are never broken
Skin stays in one place
In dreams where the stairs
Go down at an angle
The walls are silly
And the lights are burning white sticks
I am cement
Turned back into water and mix
When you pour me
I'll be dry
Tonight
Cement Mixer was written by David F. Bello.