8.10.2008

bang it out

took the tomb
there're angels in there

her hair like ex-loves and their mothers
all smelling the same

"i'll take 'what they do in the bathroom after sex
and other unmentionables' for a thousand, alex"
::
"silence! you'll take whatever i give you, bitch"

birth control makes women crazy
but what's my excuse?
and there's something to be said for fucking
while they're on the phone
trying to stay silent

my sheets, her canvas
she's painting the masterpiece
one stroke at a time
ha ha, good one

saw a man walking along the highway in a shirt
that said 'the black american dream' and i'm not sure
what that was supposed to mean
unless it has something to do
with a movie i saw on the internet with leroy
fucking the white man
or at least his wife and daughter

i don't have time for this
it's hard to run with my shorts around my ankles

swallow the dragon and hope for the best
ejaculate another dream away
this is why nothing gets done on sunday.

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