Barske bindinger · 2025
Hardball
Is this a free For all
Can anyone agree At all
I’m stuck in Free fall
No matter how Much I haul
It’s a goddamned Sunday brawl
My tongue ashen Red like a fireball
Your body glowing In the dance hall
Hips of amber gold Becomes my prayer shawl
Your abundance turns Me into a rag doll
Swirling like sugar In your wormhole
My pain crashes Against your free-for-all
Do you think we can Agee at all
I’ve landed from Free fall
This will be My downfall
You will be my End all
Stick me beneath Your green rainfall
Pound me with Your knuckleball
Of love and compassion Allow me the great overhaul
Please if you let me make Landfall
On your shores I’ll be your stonewall
I’ll even ditch the dirty bitch alcohol
I’ll stop being Such a sourball
I’ll be tender even Under your icefall
I love you forever You crazy hardball