Remensint
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009

 

What is pain?
Oh, what's the use
Of trying to explain
To you

What is love?
Oh, just an excuse
I'm trying to entertain
My tube

What is hate?
Oh, just a void
I dive down into when
Overjoyed

What is pleasure?
Oh, just a dream
If I hit hard I'll hear their
Screams