staring at those christmas lights
i was so awake all night
i wanted her who was
entertaining upstairs
to come in and take my body from here
to her bedroom and have her way
with me in her bed and look at me
through x ray glasses and look away
all bashful and red oh i was
a fascist government official
i came as a solid counter top
a hard surface to support
dirty dishes mounting
and growing with a thin film
of something smooth and slippery
i was so awake all night
i wanted her who was
entertaining upstairs
to come in and take my body from here
to her bedroom and have her way
with me in her bed and look at me
through x ray glasses and look away
all bashful and red oh i was
a fascist government official
i came as a solid counter top
a hard surface to support
dirty dishes mounting
and growing with a thin film
of something smooth and slippery
2 comments:
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worst poem ever about 470 e 300 n
also, who didnt desire these things while sleeping beneath that girl, who?
it wasnt about 470 e 300 n though i can see where the part about the dirty dishes would throw you. its mostly about doing uppers at the house by the train tracks.
i know its a bad poem, pretty much throw away but there's something about it i like.
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