April 16, 2010

re: txt poem

We may have evolved out of our furs
and growls but our groins have not
caught up Caught up as they are
with biting barking and fucking

Came down with a bad ole case
of haiku 12345 Or it’s a touch of the
obsessive compulsion 1234567 Been
goin around Anyways 12345 S’cuse

Skilled wrangler of passenger vehicles
my bus driver lurches us expertly
down to the square clippin and
filin her nails all the while

To present receptiveness
and not to draw comparisons but
those are impressive lobes tilt
your head like a basset or a satellite dish

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