Bruno's Torso - Death Vessel

Bruno, you know what?

Unnamed «as yet»

Made good threat… with a maraschino

In umbra none other than brute creation

Bad with words, but good at rearranging faces

At Bedford-Stuyvesant in loose silhouette

Drumming up violence with a shady «yoo-hoo»

Dang, thereby my shebang

Is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime

Blood feather stuck in mine

My indentation, my griming relief

My body’s striped to a degree for good

Mantis without a prayer — a preyer of her own

Iffy to say if unspoken promises hold true

Dang, thereby my shebang is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime

Blood feather stuck in mine

Semi-permanent ultramarine

Scratching the surface from inbetween «I love yous»

Dang, thereby my shebang

Is an emblem of a bigger bodily crime

Dang, thereby my shebang is an emblem of a bigger body of crime

Blood feather stuck in mine