reed heroin song (not bob or thomas)

 you transgressive soul

fishnet stocking doll

bookshop haunting troll

yes i believe thats me

throwing bones....simple worrys

in open holes to add to hurry

the thoughts going round 

in your mind of curry

add a pornographic spice

and nothing nice then

you have a slurry 

of opinion segmented

with rhythm 

a mental escapist 

with one teeth filling

and autist schism

picking bad vibes up

like heroin 

at airports 

from black eyed children

i do believe the pusher of bad news

is.....

dylan