Kinship of Humanity

Open wide under the veil of fog at night.

Me–the receiver–of half-shut-lips.

Open wide, kinship of humanity.

I am the man who comes and goes.

Open wide and spill the cash like sawdust,

Suck until there is no more.

 

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