That, I'm afraid

and I'm not afraid

is that

why cut it fine

in a ludicrous hat

my prick

my very spirit?



My prick

my very spirit

my very stupid blood

once lit the slow dynamite of habit

for the genius of love



Burn your bridges

burn your boats

smell the life you never had

why cut it fine

in a ludicrous hat?



Burn your bridges

burn your boats

smell the life you never had

that, I'm afraid

and I'm not afraid

is that