An Army of Lovers Can Be Beaten

i could say i love you but i'd never mean it. all the wasted words. all the wasted paper. sharp colors in hi-definition, disaster and delerium. delerium tremens. have you ever seen a woman on a city street clothed in only a black garbage bag? you call all go to hell. but i'd love you anyway. let's throw it all away and make love in the woods.




