still my sickness
is to be kissed
it moves the world

why saliva
and were the eye unable
already to hang in dreams past

old memory comes
returning completely
in life

the heart check organism
works on you to see permitted
long time by the lip conclusion

the months of three hurrahs
announced the situation indecently
why was spit in me

couldn't stop
the sugar from running
always my retiring of embrace

the sad life should know
that certain volatile glances
i die and i why over glass