Monday, May 16, 2011


THOUSANDS OF DOLLAR

Dryer vent, that's one hot grapefruit.
Isn't that how people say
Tangerine air conditioners
Make it so babies hug like orangeade.

Soon it's midday and I 

Wake up the waterless urinal.
Comfortable coconut breezes
Bend over a baby container.
On a serpent the ground vomits glass to cheers.

My wife begins to pray.
Somehow my rectum comes out of her mouth.
I hear footsteps in a tube of toothpaste.
Our sofa goes on for years.

It casts a death curse.
Its cushions release liters of diarrhea of the strangest mascots.
My wife sends me her prayer.
Got weed and
Sure enough, breezy vagina puzzles. 

1 comment:

Tyson Bley said...

got a laugh out of this one