Cock vomit nightmares.

They’ve been cutting off all the pretty
Heads with smiling eyes and double chins
Rather bloody and putrid after you set sail
And left for the mainland.

The isle of seagulls with its bursting fruit trees
Is where I buried all of what we said
Those trivial promises of forever bullshits and
Day dreamers screaming sweet agonies.

Oh do you not recall?
The smile you slapped so easily on my bleeding
Lips?
You took a picture of the abuse with your
Memory camera and threw it over the cliff side.

Into the waves crashing below this cliff
Lined with pussy and cock vomit nightmares.
That’s not love!
That’s fucking for fucks sake
Here on the isle of seagulls.

The whores are eating their babies
Cut with lines of bitterness and decay.

Cock vomit nightmares.

Jason Franklin

Springboro, United States

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Fuck.

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