Splashing hot flesh, be gentle Tears on his clay face Set solid in cool breeze, grey skies between slips of grace Concrete and bust logos, on corrugated rib cage My heart stopped beating for awhile some would say They want all of us conditioned, some more aware than others She spat truth for traditions, had plenty of lows I was undercover that day, wearing a long coat of beige I commit to my burnt edges and ended up asleep To the irreversible, a moment in [?] She was lost on the [?], big women swallow the underdog I took to the last escape pod, I saw her flee Kept bulging, pulsating, was not able to agree For her five abortions later, at the ego center She flashed hot flesh magenta, chewed the regal placenta All I had in mind was my own agenda I laced my shoes and took to the world, another adventure