coldsweat

• bir sugarcubes parcasi.
• şöyle ki:
  
  i close the door
  shouldn't burn yet
  the wires get hotter
  palms are glowing
  this is hot meat
  metallic blood
  this is open sweat
  show you with my fingers
  draw with the eye
  with your own breath
  i tear your lungs out
  this side of the blackest meadows
  i make my winterdwelling
  and crush my bones
  i'll sail out the window
  i'll walk down the hedge
  i will not finish until i'm fully satisfied