Wednesday, September 27, 2006

What are you thinking
says the brain in the body
used and in repair

I am thinking of the Gulag
and the shit
on your shoes

The trouble with you is that you
never enjoy yourself
says the brain in the body
too familiar

Well the trouble with you
is that you are flesh and blood
and I want more
says my mouth and tongue

What do on earth do you want?
she screams
punching the pillow

Nothing on earth

I want to fuck a god

2 comments:

boudica of suburbia said...

Loved that.

Nothing to do with it but here

The Shadow Cabinet said...

That's brilliant. Now I need to devour more of his stuff.