Monday, August 02, 2004

Your pumpkin tort

Don’t suffocate
you shrinking
deadbolt on your collard bone
The sideways motion of your dizzying
air vacuumings
And your nose is bleeding drop, drop
Muscles bare their strength
Your flat!
Your square!
Your not round!
Your spared yourself
From your own justice
And cried out-loud
Your injustice
Come quick
Hide with me
In my strong hold
Is your monkey key
Your arms embrace
Your pumpkin tort
Swindled

RC