Sounds like Marriage
February 10, 2011
I turn to you for
a kiss
and you offer me
a fart.
the sieve and the sand
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
I turn to you for
a kiss
and you offer me
a fart.
beighartman
captainwinklestein
Julio Chapluzki
freakynewchild
ladydarnell
philip santos
rcribay
Roger Mugs
saxsquatch
David X. Hugo
tynedaile
February 10, 2011 at 11:52 pm
and you know true love has been found when…
(either this or you’re all too comfortable pooping in front of each other all too fast)