the fear was strong in that place it was as thick as the percussion. there was a jagged terror in that guitar that seemed to ripp solid expanses of thought from me, and the keyboard delivered a pain that satisfiedyet this is the type of place that i chose to spend monday nights.rather it’s restroom after too much drinking.
inbetween the roses are red violets are blue type of poetry that reads like an far to obvious joke the punchline having something to do with poo
between the for a good time call theresa #######
between all of the profanity and racial slurs and the classic bob was here.
two bodies met . pressed together tightly beautifully
like flowers between the silofane of a photo album
she needed him
he wanted her
she needed contact
he wanted passion
and as soon as it began it ended
and i ’m kneeling trying to catch my breath and determine whether
that was love in recoil or lust satisfied
actually happened i was in the stall beside this one really wierd