​I’ve Been Tasting Roads My Whole Life

I have made too much room in me
I have
Too much
And it's all filling up
With this road in my mouth
How do i spit it out

He keeps foxes in the freezer
& (((faggots fuck forever)))
Slamming the door shut
Just placing the blame on
The part of me that's fucked too much to say
"til death do us part"

What if we could name ourselves
And speak about
Being in this stasis
Kissing and contagious
Stop waiting for the sun to rise and finally
Feel safe at night

I want to suck the gold good
& knock on wood
Open this door and share this bed
Every bad dream in my head --

I want to spit this road out
And build a whole new house