I need a cage
I need
A class
On class or something
Or I will try to drink your
Mind
Find your seams and scream
Screams
In your library
To just know
How curves and folds
Fit lengths of bold
Blunt
and my motives sound like
sex scenes I know,
though
sometimes you chickens
need a cock
if I could make a living lifting legs
like a laced up hooker
I’d wrap my toes around stars
And crush them down into your drooling mouth
I cant though, so I map your cognition
Its painless,
I don’t let you feel it
I’m not malicious
Just fascinated.
I’m a hallway with locked doors
Swallowed keys
And a deck of cards.
You’ll never turn my tumblers
Or know if I hold the joker
Five of spades
Or a fist full of your brain
No compassion
Grinning wild and
Clubbing seals.
Copyright 2005 King_Crazy_Dave
Copying this work to another webpage without author permission is plagiarism.
Plagiarism is a misdemeanor, usually punishable by fines of $100-$50000 and up to one year in jail.
Comments on knowing you, like clubbing seals.