Christ, light a candle.
It reeks of pork and sodomy in here.
Is that all you've got?
Is that all??
How precious...
Copper-bottom pots
mangled by the celery stalks
and years of loose resolutions--
two raspberries atop
the milky domes of motherhood.
Oh, bury my heart at Wounded Knee.
I hope I fall to salmonella
contracted while licking brownie mix
from a spoon you've yet to wash.
There's your hint.
Throw me that bone.
Until then it's more of the same
bumpin' uglies on the reg
and
a dead geisha in the trunk of an '83 Caprice
head severed, tilted to the right.
Let's compare notes.
Drive yourself home.
Boil it down, see what you have left:
Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Orgasm.
Currently reading:
"Exile and the Kingdom" by Albert Camus.
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