Joan of Arc - Post Coitus Rock
Skin and eyes
Skinny skinny
Naturally glamorous. So
Naturally glamorous
A couple cold
Hammers. A bag
Of cut hair. Say
Fuck a lot. Shades
Of Dorian Gray
So in like
In lost in
You like
A talking
Cornfield
So close
Your
Eyes. Explaining
Colors
To the blind
Every gesture
God, licking
And spit
Gently. Could
Groan forever