surrender your kind of man
to i'll render the meaning
between two ladyfingers
the majority siphons menority
dropkick mayoral elections
i place the book on my face
to mean that i sleep
and that i descend from temples
my ex elle/moo hair/mujer/ragazza
wants me to clean her junks
to do her does
to remix Spain in her Aznar Twix Bar
to terminator x rater against the 'frigerator
betwix'd her misses me
and lie naked on the dartboard
upon she sleeps
she scatters her taxes like melanoma
her goodwill brings tacky Xmas cache
cards, cadre'd photos that boast
argyle of so and so magnified
mouthful of teeth, we
wish you a Merry Beaver
stares out from our cardigan guillotine
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment