Saturday, November 29, 2014

Stumblefucker

I brought some chicken flavored crackers

and some dollar store bean dip

I left my duct taped um..ber..ella

underneath your Phd

You see I really don't belong here

but I just needed to see

If your satin sheets would heal me

when I slept with Bourgeoisie

I like martinis , extra dirty

like my women the same way

I'd like to die like Ras..p..utin

killed a thousand different ways

I get Rumpelstiltskin tired

but I slog on anyway

use the same old carrot peeler

to shave my face each day

I don't judge your nipple stitches

plastic surgery pedigree

I'd just rather plod and plunder

where the real estate is real

I've got lice that love to ride me

I've got smirks ...

I've never seen

I've got jagged words inside me

that I'm dying to upheave.

yes, I'm dying to unleash ....

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