I like to read ***** poems
In a clean pair of slacks
Dead sober
On my hands and knees
I like to read ***** poems
In brail
Fingers like travelers
Searching for mounds of filth
I like to read ***** poems
In church
Battling old women
In there Sunday war garments
But most of all
I love reading ***** poems naked
With hands raised high
Screaming loudly
In hopes that some filth rubs off on my life
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC
I like to read ***** poems
In a clean pair of slacks
Dead sober
On my hands and knees
I like to read ***** poems
In brail
Fingers like travelers
Searching for mounds of filth
I like to read ***** poems
In church
Battling old women
In there Sunday war garments
But most of all
I love reading ***** poems naked
With hands raised high
Screaming loudly
In hopes that some filth rubs off on my life
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