curb kisser

a simple lip kiss won't do, sir
you need to French this motherfucking curb
open wide and give it your all
let the concrete ring the bell of your throat

breathe in the dust and dirt and the scum
lick it and tell how does it taste
close your eyes and let it sink in
through your nose, your mouth, your soul

think some happy memories, it's time
till you feel the pressure on the back of your neck
it rises and rises and then you'll feel no more
black clouds envelop you forevermore

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I don't know, man. This just wanted to come out.