Saturday, April 28, 2012

The Beggar Poet Has a Crooked Nose ..

he shoots
pain suffering
all up close
the filth
the stench
the trampled
rose a molten
river of remorse
vultures and crows
rich fucked people
with pinched eyebrows
a melodrama of
morbidity a heavy
dose stilted words
as it flows wilted woes
the flesh was willing
rows and rows
legs spread
in climactic throes
clitoral chaos
the whorish soul
in repose

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