Solomon Wolfe Maldonado,
Filmmaker ~ Writer ~ Musician ~ Guitarist ~ Director of "The Shot of the Living Dead"
Wanna smash every mirror in every bathroom of your house
'Cause you're ashamed of who is always looking back?
Wanna smear mud on every surface reflections bounce off of?
You don’t have to look, you could always live inside.
You’re the worst in turn, the first of the night.
Who could stand there staring at the blacks of your eyes?
What a curious type, reaching out for the iron.
To never ask for a slap, but don’t indulge in a smile.
We’re twenty-first dead rats again.
You’re the worst in turn, the first of the hour.
I can feel it creeping on me out of the shower.
Like a film on a postcard, a moment entranced,
And with the confidence of prom queens insist on me asking.
Say it was me, who’s getting sick on my jeans,
Just as I thought about the part that goes,
"You’re such a disease."
Go on and call around, after I’ve been put down.
So fucking empty when it hits you’ll hear a hollow sound.
I’m twenty-first dead rats again.
He seems about 6’2 in person haha why?