.if you start making me fall in love
I won't be able to stop. scratching
out your poetry is like, screwing,
all the rawest ends. so please,
for the love of [GOD] don't:
shift so well into me and shock
my base. where the music is piercing
[baby, my low tones are heartbreaking]
don't have me start coming apart,
if your fingers are too slick with
nicotine; to have them.