Everyday Without fail The cute girl with black hair (bluish tint) Blushes a soft pink While whispering "here" As the teacher calls roll
Sugar hill, tiddle piddle, night night, shes gone back to the otherside, shes young but wise, little nipples appear in a slant of enlarging light, a rage of anger, a big grin, shes gone back to the otherside tell me why... tell me how...
Are you all ready to be grossed out this poem was based on an actual event I was working outside of town on a house in the hot summer sun.Thirstation kicked in so I searched out a water spicket,and found what apeared to be a well with a switch to a pump leading to a hose.????? Anul burps washed down with a tidal wave of urinouse spoo.Acidic regurgitate breath of vomit.Butt munching sewerslurp lasting tast of yesterdays fesses simmering in a stew of vomutous concoction of body waist. Bbbllaaaaghhhhtth!!!! Gasp spew,heave a vocal fart. Grrgle grgle swegg spit gasp gasp spit spew gag. Stinking breath of urinal shit hole vomitus gurgling sewer slurping putrid spew. Infestation of aborted fetal reject. Vat of sewer brew .Acidic bile sent to sink into the toilet fountain of stinking shit Burp Peww Gag spit Oh by the way if you hadnt guessed by now .It was the sewer sump pump I found.Bad way to findout what that was for. P.S. yall give up yet?
bluish tinge along the fringe i find myself in ego binge claws of stars finely singe the rusty sound of mental hinge into my bright-eyed mind's confind cracking crusted cobweb's kind killing slowly dead end flesh that contains the "new" the "hip" the "fresh" I CAN FEEL IT MESH INTO MY COLD CLIMBING VINE OF CATACOMBS THAT BUILD THE EMPTY PLACE IN BONE THAT KEEPS MY ROTTING FLESH AT HOME I'M PRONE!I'M PRONE! YOU HEAR ME GROAN I'M ALL ALONE! SURROUNDED BY INTERLACED GRACE IT KEEPS ME IN MY PLACE I'M JUST A FACE A CORDLESS PHONE WITHOUT A BASE CAN YOU HEAR ME? CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?