two horrifying poems
Mary Shelley’s Monster
Lay down your arms as I do
And share this food as we used to
We’ll watch lesbians fuck as we should have
I’ll teach you to cook stuffed baked crabs.
Monster claw your way past Dante’s bedroom.
Only God’s muscles seize the smile of day
Opening for the geographic of man,
The complexity of the heart’s design
Pours like hopeful rain kissing the earth
Staining the dawn.
Righting the wrong.
Chap Lips
Her bare round bottom followed her
Into his bathroom.
“What are you doing?” He asked.
“I’m using your lip balm.” She answered.
He walked out.
“I use that on my hemorrhoids.” He said.
The jar of balm fell onto the blue and green bathroom tiles.
“You should have asked first.” He said.
Her shiny lips trembled.
Lay down your arms as I do
And share this food as we used to
We’ll watch lesbians fuck as we should have
I’ll teach you to cook stuffed baked crabs.
Monster claw your way past Dante’s bedroom.
Only God’s muscles seize the smile of day
Opening for the geographic of man,
The complexity of the heart’s design
Pours like hopeful rain kissing the earth
Staining the dawn.
Righting the wrong.
Chap Lips
Her bare round bottom followed her
Into his bathroom.
“What are you doing?” He asked.
“I’m using your lip balm.” She answered.
He walked out.
“I use that on my hemorrhoids.” He said.
The jar of balm fell onto the blue and green bathroom tiles.
“You should have asked first.” He said.
Her shiny lips trembled.