Everlasting Nap Poem by matt fromm

Gimme more than a flesh wall of relief.
I need a sexy stranger of punk rock descent.
Gimme a dangerous little stranger.
Someone who will bring me to my knees.
I'm hiding nothing behind my eyes but
a pack of rotten lies.
Let me run my fingers through your solid black strans one more time.
Gimme ruby red kisses in the morning
And burn your initials into my arm.

I'd recomend the black fishnets and red thong.
Take my word for it baby,
The leather braceletts hide the beauty marks oh so well. No one has to know.
Gimme a hickey my mother would be proud of
and don't go light on the hot candle wax.
Gimme a Misfit girl I can handcuff my self to and take the sweet everlasting nap with just as soon as the freedom pills kick in.