[lit-ideas] SUNDAY POEM
- From: "Mike Geary" <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2006 00:06:37 -0600
ON READING NIN
Fucking
hard fucking
fuck this
fuck that
fuck you, you motherfucker
fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Jesus fucking Christ
I wish I could find something else that mattered.
I've tried Chamomile tea.
It made me want to pee.
Piss on you, you motherfuckering asshole sonofabitch.
Life would be so much easier if we didn't need to fuck.
Know what I mean? I mean men could be friends.
So could women. Men and men,
women and men, women and women,.
Whatever! Friends.
How long has it been since you've had a friend?
I mean really.
What were you then? Ten?
Ach!
I had a Catholic prick,
I felt guilty it getting thick
but guilty or not it finally found the spot
that it and I and all the world rejoice in,
fuck all your notions of sin.
I'd gladly go to hell forever
just for having held
you in my arms
that one night.
You
in my arms
that one night.
You
in my arms,
you.
hallelu
jah
you.
Mike Geary
Memphis
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