Horse Smell

I wish you
A plane crash
Just when you're feeling
All white and one

A nasty plunge
Into
A blackened
Steel-thorned forest
Alone

I wish you
Stripped
Of your vestments of pomp

Yeah

See those imps
Coming they come
To claw
Their way through
To pretty hypocritical you

Scream soaking wet
Run to escape
The laughter of a million peeks
Bar the doors
Burn out the lights
Still inside
Pungent whore smell reeks