Sometimes Sodomy is the Only Way to Save Your Ass
I can’t think with these fucking dogs
circling the shack day and night, their
slapping drool, grunts and growls, and
that melodic sniffing ever present in this
surreal variant world I’ve created. With
malice and agoraphobia as my chariot I
ran and I ran, away from everything and
everyone I ever knew, it was a shit
decision then and it’s a shit decision
now, but sometimes sodomy is the only
way to save your ass.
