a dream i thought i had until i fell asleep

feel the thunder from my throat
taste the passion on my lips and know that i am eviscerated
shreds can be found down 1-95 for states to come

just wipe your feet when you enter any of the many cars that have no doubt picked up at the very least my scent

i, like you, use to be too callous
but I found a loophole

i don't breath or sleep or bathe or eat, just smoke and swallow.
what?
its really up to you