Nine camels
trumping...

The yellow envelope
on a shelf in my name...

Street lights
burn my eyes...

You smell of rain
and your skin is...

Jealousy lingers in the air
as desperate eyes follow...

Microscopic bacteria
Clinging...

Oh
but the comfort...

A cold blooded fish
who lives out of water...

A thunderbolt
launched by jupiter...

Open your eyes
and look north...

Lets take a ride
through the country...

Person 1. attack me
little puppets...