Breaded Be-blistered warning shots
Across a fountain labeled “Drowse”
Night encircling early infancy
Claims ledger rights from the natives
Burying the corset in its total
Infirmary, toddling manikin
Or lengthened to tightrope
The twisting, leaning burying
Softness, a caked on tasty numbness
Which clings overtly, be-crutched
Be on time to this heartbreak or get
Great steak discounts from your
Own self serving shank, be-knighted
Shinbone, great waters burying:
Meet me finally and shake it off the hands
Shake off that feeling, the tasting one
The ick.
Monday, September 11, 2006
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