CJP's
Friday, July 27, 2007
Tidy Bowl
down the john
could we please add
one of those discs
of bleach that slowly melt
and clean over time?
i'm not a fan of grime
these poems are written on the fly by super-geniuses that each possess part of a supreme-hive-mind. about the poems, the titles are purposely long, each entry is totally meant for people we know, they all have personal meaning, and they're brutally honest. if you think there's one about you? you're probably right.
Are you happy yet? everything is light or the absense of *swoon* True Love Waits For The Chickens To Be Hatched Bef... Goddess of the Sun makes a Plea to Nature's Best let the buyer beware Not Really "Frowning" As Much As "Saddened", Or So... Uptown Ticket to Downtown Express But soft the day approaches. Some may notice, oth... So You Made Me Take A 10 Hour Drive
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