Permafrost

Thunder shook loose hail


on the outhouse again


today I bumped into you again


I have no idea what you want


but there was something I meant to say





As the day stops dead


at the place where we're lost


I will drug you and fuck you


on the permafrost





There's not much that I miss


I'm far too forgetful for that


sugar's sweet some of the time


it's hard to keep some things in mind





As the day stops dead ...