New York Slave

her smiles flashes sos in that dress of sea anemone skin. he pinner his heart to his tuxedo it throbbed and hissed like a rabid jewel. from the back of the chapel cracked and crystal our gazel locked in temptation. a priest with a glass eye sang songs of christain desperation. the flower girls were all sown up, theyre hanging from the rafters. showering your matrimony like a guillotine's laughter. "dearly beloved we are gathered here to witness, the sacred union of vibrancy and sickness..do you take this man with the diamond skin tie? and when you are fucking him will yoyu scream dollar signs? let me intoduce you to a new phrase...new york noose for a new york slave." stained glass eye wink through mother mary's navelscope...whos pupils are watching? the priests tongue slips out like a jackal. every eye in the audience spinning like a drill. the groom plucks a key from the rapture tree and opens her ribcage like a swuealing armoire. her lungs and ilver screaming mercy mercy mercy, while they rearranged the wires in her heart. i now pronounce you smiling like a grave, i now pronounce you a new york slave. now every dripping chest wound is getting little guilt feelings, what about your new ilef do you crave? hes your ticket to fame but your his new york slave