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  • I haven't ****** much with the past,
    But I've ****** plenty with the future.
    Over the skin of silk are scars
    From the splinters of stations
    And walls I've caressed.
    A stage is like each bolt of wood,
    Like a log of Helen, is my pleasure.
    I would measure the success of a night
    By the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed
    I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A.
    Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off
    With a skirt of green net sewed over
    With flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed.
    The lights were violet and white.
    I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn't bear to use it.
    When my hair was cropped, I craved covering,
    But now my hair itself is a veil,
    And the scalp inside is a scalp of
    A crazy and sleepy Comanche
    Lies beneath this netting of the skin.
    I wake up. I am lying peacefully
    I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun.
    I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me.
    In heart I am a Moslem;
    In heart I am an American;
    In heart I am Moslem,
    In heart I'm an American artist,
    And I have no guilt.
    I seek pleasure.
    I seek the nerves under your skin.
    The narrow archway; the layers;
    The scroll of ancient lettuce.
    We wor******p the flaw, the belly, the belly,
    The mole on the belly of an exquisite whore.
    He spared the child and spoiled the rod.
    I have not sold myself to God.
  • [00:07.40]I haven't ****** much with the past,
    [00:09.65]But I've ****** plenty with the future.
    [00:11.15]Over the skin of silk are scars
    [00:15.14]From the splinters of stations
    [00:16.76]And walls I've caressed.
    [00:18.01]A stage is like each bolt of wood,
    [00:19.88]Like a log of Helen, is my pleasure.
    [00:22.00]I would measure the success of a night
    [00:25.00]By the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed
    [00:27.25]I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A.
    [00:30.55]Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off
    [00:33.17]With a skirt of green net sewed over
    [00:35.61]With flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed.
    [00:38.10]The lights were violet and white.
    [00:39.79]I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn't bear to use it.
    [00:43.47]When my hair was cropped, I craved covering,
    [00:44.97]But now my hair itself is a veil,
    [00:46.78]And the scalp inside is a scalp of
    [00:48.52]A crazy and sleepy Comanche
    [00:49.34]Lies beneath this netting of the skin.
    [00:53.21]I wake up. I am lying peacefully
    [00:54.95]I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun.
    [01:00.51]I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me.
    [01:03.50]In heart I am a Moslem;
    [01:05.25]In heart I am an American;
    [01:07.00]In heart I am Moslem,
    [01:09.37]In heart I'm an American artist,
    [01:13.61]And I have no guilt.
    [01:14.51]I seek pleasure.
    [01:15.14]I seek the nerves under your skin.
    [01:16.64]The narrow archway; the layers;
    [01:18.01]The scroll of ancient lettuce.
    [01:19.51]We wor******p the flaw, the belly, the belly,
    [01:22.63]The mole on the belly of an exquisite whore.
    [01:26.15]He spared the child and spoiled the rod.
    [01:28.64]I have not sold myself to God.

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