DONKEYS
put some lipstick on
at least your lies will be pretty
a shadow on my face
and us donkeys wake up weary
sweating sickly donkeys don't allow their tears
no emotion never feel and drown themselves in whatever
find some meaning donkeys weight cracking a spire
sweetness bent double whole days making polite
never moving out of turn or ever trying to be natural
those with silence inside eyes bare piss holes in the snow
drained and burnt yellow and sunk in self-pity
Jerusalem saw off donkeys are only left with lies