Monday, May 11, 2009

My great odin

Everything is the same.
Every thing is different.
It doesn't taste the same anymore,
Mans best friend lacking its backing.
And now we sleep the same-
Mouth open,
Drool dripping
And softly resting
Lip rings dried
Like the lovebirds nesting on coffee stained benches.
Running to the bathroom, aroma nasal stenches.
Don't mention it.
You already did
Done
Compare me to her,
How dare you confer.
Conceive, contrive and Cupid shoots an arrow,
Down my throat straight and narrow.
My head is a swollen, golden rule.
Broken bull, bucking bronco fool.
Catacomb toothbrush, with a handle for a paintbrush- (Pincushion
distortion)
And a light night, kid fright dish washing alien knight.
Hunchback alumni, battle tactics focus my mission statement right and
true-
But never missing my midnight sundial controlled by preflight nightstick
candle spotlights.
Cradle your baby
And cradle your hate,
Ferment in the night and pluck grapes off the vines like
One day you might

Stainshane

No comments: