Sappyness speach from the preachiest of liars and cake!

Like bees to flowers, so are the sands of our hours
like pointless aphrodesia, braindead amnesia
speaking to the riddle with what i've built

fried chicken and polar bear
grease; silly putty stacked along
the streets

wrapped in white, spread
out like a web
i dine, i dine

just another animal
just another planet
just another shot of
nerve

a spark, a curve

left and right
brain language

eat
me
up
you

romantic
pile of

inevitability

harbinger of
that place

that direction

boundless