Monday, June 1, 2009

Slicing Up Eyeballs, I Want You To Know

I'm kissing a black cat under its tail.
The triceps on beetles
Unloosen my rhino-patterned speedo.
Where is that Thai place you've told me about?
Lap an apple and release the worm.

If you could wear just one mask, why let 
It be a window.
And if I can't thank God; fish tacos.
A fall off of the bone taste.
Rubbers, not money.