Searching for blood in the salty sea
the sun beating down on the chest and back of me
Looking for drugs in a southern town(Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey!)
I've got this right hand that points me south
The puke green cloud just spat me out into the heartland
where I've landed with no chute.

I hear: "Hey come pollinate me..." across the room
I hope to writhe again soon
They've got the army of ears
They can't hear you now.
I've got the piss in my veins and these furrowed brows
You've got this one last chance to burn me
Turn me down
If not, I've got these last twelve bucks to spend on you
You can take me anywhere your sick mind wants to
I'll use your South to fuel me, using you.

(©Max Bemis)