Saturday, August 19, 2006

Methane and menthol dip
Suck upon your lower lip
Crystal crack and stonewash heart
Another breakfast pearl at start
To finish and a little more
Hanging onto that iron door.
See the gentleman in a frock
With manly grip on his grateful cock
That he milks at noon and fade
To the ever passing peasant parade
That ladies with a false start
Embroider onto a plaid heart.
Perhaps and the maybe not
Life is but a fillip of snot.
worms by cocaine jesus

1 comment:

Megan said...

I like your poem. Where do you get these weird poems anyway :).