"Speculation"
Oral gratification is sexual stimulation.
People talking under the sidewalk.
The players balk nobody's squawk.
A rocking chair is rocking and rolling in heaven.
The tables are at Aroma too.
Gutter balls hear my money's falls.
Walls are full of sewer graffiti.
Out of the sewer comes peppermint green tea.
To be is free.
All I don't see.
What is over now is yet to be.
Delete, delete, delete.
This poem is complete.
On a spread's sheet.
Andy Bosch vs. Jonathan Billet
No comments:
Post a Comment