Jun 07, 2011 22:45
jet fuel junkies
collapsing syllables of muscle
amidst innocuous pressure
the pressure of a wife
the pressure of an insect within the earshot of a sleeper
buried dicks
whore flesh and paradoxes
an American audience
exposed to a French dizzy spell
b.u.r.i.e.d. d.i.c.k.s.
i'll believe whoever tells me what i've done is okay
waving flags like syllabled erections
growing infinitely
growing infinitesimal
holier than the denouement
gallons of mouth vaccine
keep our guns clean and our wives warm
keep our angels in closets
keep our hallucinations under a wig of forgiveness
and take from us our guilt
//amen