<![CDATA[
<BODY>
Sufi Style<BR><BR>
<a href='delicious.php?PHPSESSID=6c9c19e954edfe2800263d2788fcd53f'>delicious</a><BR>
<a href='nutritious.php?PHPSESSID=6c9c19e954edfe2800263d2788fcd53f'>nutritious</a><BR>
<a href='archives.php?PHPSESSID=6c9c19e954edfe2800263d2788fcd53f'>archives</a><BR>Never took you to be such a masochist
<BR>
A sanitized smile with ginger root lips.
<BR>
Eclipsing the sun through a third story window
<BR>
As body fades softly into liquid sexuality.
<BR>
'Drink up, my dear, drink up'
<BR>
The chorus beckons.
<BR>
Nobody ever told the moon to stay down
<BR>
But you came damn awfully close.
<BR>
So, what do you <i>do</i> when the music plagues you?
<BR>
Rip out your hair, and repeat.
<BR>
Rip out every single hair, and repeat.
<BR>
Because there was never anything wrong
<BR>
With a little water on the eye before.
<BR>
Smile!--pretend you love it.
<BR>
Choke, choke, choke it down.
<BR>
Life made easy for Daddy's little angel;
<BR>
Daddy's little always-agreeable-angel;
<BR>
Daddy's little you-better-fucking-be-agreeable-angel.
<BR>
Relax,
<BR>
Breathe in,
<BR>
Slide back into place.
<BR>
The pain will disappear soon enough, sweet darling
<BR>
For the pain has already been forgotten.</BODY>
]]>