Annie-Dog

                                        amphetamine annie-dog
                                        has her leash and a face
                                     her velvet spleen her shackle spine
                                          her dimond curse
                                          it comes with mine

                                            a vessel she
                                            for violent I
                                        confession arms a wake
                                     mine, mine you were always mine
                                         possessed by my taste

                                        and below the angel dog
                                    combs her hair and sings her psalms
                                          the bombs go off
                                          she doesn't notice
                                           it all goes wrong
                                         she sets things tragic
                                            she is venus
                                            she is mars
                                            she's electric
                                          and the struggle of

                                      upon my face we leave no trace
                                     but in her stomach mercury aged

                                          she holds the blood
                                         she carves the knives
                                     she digs the wives in our babies

                                        amphetamine annie-dog
                                           pulls her trash
                                           and her stories
                                          from place to place
                                           and bed to bed
                                    gives of herself and the magnet head

                                       another floor another ceiling
                                    counting stairs with double meanings

                                     is it wrong to be swallowed whole
                                          to disappear in her
                                      to give her the priceless peace
                                          of giving up control

                                      we tumble out into the streets
                                     and annie-dog she drags her leash
                                             pretty face
                                            ugly mouth
                                       bitter bred and so released

                                            and by the no
                                           and by the yes
                                     annie goes if you couldn't guess

                                            a simple man
                                            a sycophant
                                     her elephant with the laughing call
                                        she wants clean sheets
                                          and fresh flowers
                                           and dental shots
                                        and the hong kong glue

                                        amphetamine annie-dog
                                        has her leash and a face