Simplex

Simplex Written by Douglas Firestein I ain’t often tasked withTaking out female suckasSo instead of using weaponsI become their dirty lover I been around a few blocksDipped into the dirty strangeNow I share with themAn itchy brand of pain It may seem complicatedBut it’s actually Read More …

Veins

Veins Written by Douglas Firestein The smell of hot rubberFills the station airI emerge from the garageRunning a pick through my hair I have been expecting youThe road it is longBut you reached your destinationNow the time has come The news proclaimsA shortage of gasBut Read More …

Rolling Up

Rolling Up Written by Douglas Firestein There’s a whistleFlowing through the airHoles to penetrateWith tender love and care Now by “love” I mean “pain”“Care” is gonna hurt tooSomeone’s about to realizeTheir sitting days are through Suckas better be readyTry to remain calmHold their cheeks steadyCos Read More …