Gandhi.

Gandhi

I find your mouth so boring
That it takes your hands to thrill me
If I cut off your arms at the elbows
I could use your stick to rape you
I’d have two new legs for my table
And I’d wear your ring finger like a rolli
So I could talk to strangers like I’m Gandhi
Cause when your words have made me empty
Shoes start flying out of windows
And I wish your words would thrill me
So that one day ill have no need to rape you.