Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Digging a Bloggers Grave

at bandra bazar road
in a unmarked grave
the bloggers body
they will push in
his blotchy
fucked up skin
although
she had deleted him
from her fucked
consciousness
she will remember
how he managed
get out
of her recycling bin
circumcised
dickhead
a poet
a bumpkin
with a guy
more heavenly
endowed
she did
trade in
her loving
sir lancelot
who caught
the aids
as he had
pushed too far
in her bleeding napkin
he too lies buried
near the blogger
the blogger
with a big fat
poetic grin
sometimes
you lose
sometimes
you just cant win
with or without
foreskin

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