Monthly Archives: May 2013

Blabber Stabber

go slice a lemon                                                                                                HE
i had someone chopped in pieces of seven
and sprinkle some pepper                                                                            SHE
on the one eyed leper
shave the lepers head                                                                                        HE
and keep shaving everything
until he is dead
lets go, you and me                                                                                               SHE
on a murderous spree
killing dejected lovers                                                                                         HE
in third degree
pompous bachelors, you too beware                                                            SHE
coz we had already killed three lazy horses                                                HE
and a preganant mare
if you’ve got charms, we’ve got arms                                                               SHE
if youv’e got moon, we’ve got stars                                                                      HE
machete we will through your spagetti                                                              SHE
and leave you meatballs
you might be pretty                                                                                                    HE
but our bullets will burn your stalls
im angry today and angry i will be                                                                           SHE
if you dont unclog the toilet

and flush your faeces                                                                                                          HE
your faces will be stale
if you leave your spaces and marks
and butt prints
and shoe signs
and pock marked angry traces of your breath
Even furiouser i shall get if you lock me inside the house when you leave        SHE
my wrath shall be upon you before you’ve time to grieve
how dare you pretend i dont exist?
how dare pretend i dont resist?                                                                     HE
how dare you pretend i have no fist?
that shall come flying up your nostril                                                         SHE
make no frill
or bones about that
make no moves or poses                                                                                     HE
choose no sides
no strides or crosses
just humor me. Like i indulge you                                                                   SHE
just rumor me..Like I divulge you                                                                     HE
like sand slipping out of closed fists
like storm raping stagnancy
like madness waiting for rythm
Today I laugh at your face from rock bottom.                                                  SHE
Today I kissed rock bottoms for you                                                                      HE
all the bottoms you’ve claimed to kiss combined.                                               SHE
not soft, not squishy.
But enough to bring me to my knees
enough to open my pores                                                                                                     HE
enough to open my eyes

and realize                                                                                                                   SHE
enough to scratch the bones and hug depravity with ease                                HE
and realize
that you have ruined it!                                                                                                        SHE
and realize…                                                                                                             HE
that I’d like some mayonnaise please                                                                                    SHE
that I’d like some cheesy sandwich and creamy coffee please                                    HE
Maybe even sex and a cigarette afterwards                                                                        SHE
Will you be so kind as to
May be a puff or a hump afterwards                                                                                        HE
Will you be so kind as to
A game of scrabble and a scramble for the remote                                                            SHE
Will you be so kind as to
A tickle on my feather and a push on my bum                                                                       HE
will you be so blind as to

offer me a midnight snack when i am already full                                                                  SHE
plus                                                                                                                                     HE
allow me
a sprint in the labyrinth of your heart and a nap on the cloud of your thoughts
ummm…excuse me                                                                                                       SHE



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