Shaved Pussy Poetry

I wasn’t seeking clues just didn’t know what to do
With the letter you sent to the place where i go
When my class space is empty… no place you know
It didn’t make my heart seize
More like it sucked in a galaxy
It didn’t make my heart seize
More like it hurled it from the rooftop
I kept it in my bag
I won’t let the authorities have it
No, no, no
Your hot rock — radiation rock
Meteorite outtasite
Go, go, go
In class you’re three seats up from me
This note is all the indication i need
I feed off ideas like yours
Sex and confusion, sabotage and hardcore
It made me wanna do what i want
There and then what i want
Let’s see whatever you got
Yeah yeah the letter you sent me
Yeah yeah the letter you sent me
Intersections… terrorisms…new communications
Our secret speak
Yeah yeah the letter you sent me
Shaved pussy poetry