Tox(sic) Poise-n

It's worth going on through till the end, even if you get bored in certain parts because there is no music. The first and second require girlfriends, alcohol; the last three require loneliness, beers.

Fire in reach of my upset stomach cramp
And a cure is a poison in my poised knowledge
And a fire is a danger only if it affects my head
And a cramp is closed off only if you know the cure

Written in artifacts and souvenirs
You drank so quick
And a girl is a poison only if she lets you down
and alcohol eases the hangover
A prophet told me that girls are girls
only to girls

I walk on air,
I posses pizzaz and flare
I also don't believe my own name
I enter freedom with marks
I hold my own
I suffer subtle air and can't breathe at night
I also can't reconcile with shame
The apple that ate out its core
The apple that ate out its core
The apple that ate out its core
I switchblades, I switch blades so that I may be yours


A day away from your yesterday
Indeed on fire, thinking about ringing
And every hit, reminds me of all of our s**t
And if I die here you'll be there
Somewhere can't reach me now
Free from blame, free from all of that bliss

You got her,
You don't own a single thing though
Your mother,
Seems more like an elegant show
She's brother,
I can't believe in a fathom
And you concur,
When I deny that I ever had her.

Author's Note

i'm wondering, without music, if this is still any good (rhythm, subject matter, et al.)