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Sanatçı: Algebra Suicide

albüm: Feminine Squared


In Bed With Boys
When I was small arthritic in my crib
I knew Spainards wanted sleep
While Americans merely needed it
Now on warm summer days
Boys nip at my neck
Their hands, to sweaty to hold
And their backs wetting the bed
Boys in bed
Boys on the bed
Their heads roaring on pillows
And their feet twitching in sleep
I got boys who speak Latin in their dreams
Boys whose faces land in books
Who must be coaxed to the covers
I got European boys who like cold rooms
And those that like the bushes
I got boys who think they're famous
And boys who call me sir
Boys who are shaped like z's
Then snap straight when an avalanche of sun comes through the window
And in winter, they're rolled in sheets
That unfurl in the morning
And fill the room with skin

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