Spew

Wow oh how I'm not
The feeling reeling being
I used to be
Petrified from identifying
All the cold spots
On humanity
Block on cock it does
More adoring than doing
Fuck my luck and lack
Of knowing
Built to be boring
Am owned by the stones
Arms all bone
And heart like a firearm
Truly shooting up
Bunches of truth
I am not and won't
Be warm
I am not and won't
Be warm