08 March 2006

5 :

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i smile at my neighbor
and keep a sharp id
lid on the non ordered
credo of the inner mouth
salivating waiting to bite off
the head of my ego

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I make my neighbor cookies in my head when I pick up dog shit smiling: Hey the kids ate my weed whacker..Yo I thought I'd come over for liverwurst bits on your skewer pads before the ball game have lunch with pal and big man over dare I said we both need trimmings We both need a little shave loss before the hate gain Give me your want ads and freedom press magazines. It aint the same ol' cup of sugar but the grains still in high def like the microfiche before 1,000spins in the dust zone of the sub basement you hide out in.

11:10 PM, March 27, 2006  

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