shoddy poetry from the monster
ahh another sad attempt by yours truly.
definitely not my strongest work, but the only thing i can post that i've written lately. everything else would get me in trouble because it's "gossip poetry."
god i suck.
*the parkers*
sister parker- and i miss your systems and blatant dismissions/ oh but i remember when we sang the same song into breath to keep noise together- and she'll run run run til her martyr takes his big hand away/-
out of the game burned your ignition key (oops!) right out of that hand because he all but Fucked your intention on a school night- with the blinds wiiiiide open/
die, julius, but hit the lights to the OR floor on your way out/ and her eyes open quick and fingers shift - roll over and milk those sticks for what they're worth/ "don't worry jenny parker, i won't tell them that you're sick." -
prefatal was our dance and playmates we made of F and Six- they cut us to break our bones and pull us feet under matter/ over aryan faces the end of me spread cases in my womb-
oh extraction of the sweetest nature!- oh drains full of ripe layers for the picking!-
Oooover Rover- pick up joshua bent over judas for the consuming/ pilate airborn hopes through this kingdom, pirate nation- mow over the old bald cheater in the shoes where he stands/
mr parker fucks insomnia for thrill every second monday
brother counts money in his hands.
definitely not my strongest work, but the only thing i can post that i've written lately. everything else would get me in trouble because it's "gossip poetry."
god i suck.
*the parkers*
sister parker- and i miss your systems and blatant dismissions/ oh but i remember when we sang the same song into breath to keep noise together- and she'll run run run til her martyr takes his big hand away/-
out of the game burned your ignition key (oops!) right out of that hand because he all but Fucked your intention on a school night- with the blinds wiiiiide open/
die, julius, but hit the lights to the OR floor on your way out/ and her eyes open quick and fingers shift - roll over and milk those sticks for what they're worth/ "don't worry jenny parker, i won't tell them that you're sick." -
prefatal was our dance and playmates we made of F and Six- they cut us to break our bones and pull us feet under matter/ over aryan faces the end of me spread cases in my womb-
oh extraction of the sweetest nature!- oh drains full of ripe layers for the picking!-
Oooover Rover- pick up joshua bent over judas for the consuming/ pilate airborn hopes through this kingdom, pirate nation- mow over the old bald cheater in the shoes where he stands/
mr parker fucks insomnia for thrill every second monday
brother counts money in his hands.