She touches me
The jungle lights up with incinerating fire
Looks like a flaming serpent
I look into her eyes
I see a movie flickering
Car crashes
People kicking corpses
Men ripping their tracheas out and shaking them at the sky
I think to myself:
I don’t want to survive this one
I want to burn up in the wreckage
Cooking flesh in the jungle

Author: Henry Rollins

She touches me <br />The jungle lights up with incinerating fire<br />Looks like a flaming serpent<br />I look into her eyes<br />I see a movie flickering <br />Car crashes <br />People kicking corpses<br />Men ripping their tracheas out and shaking them at the sky<br />I think to myself:<br />I don’t want to survive this one<br />I want to burn up in the wreckage<br />Cooking flesh in the jungle - Henry Rollins



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