I-I-I want to put her head
on a robot's body;
I want to be w/ u @ midnight
maybe, the sentences white men
get is too slight; prisons should
be filled w/ them---
Bandy in negligee
quite a wide-eyed wonder---
Her eyeballs full of goldfish,
the neighbors who walks the hall
w/ no clothes on---
in the Pyongyang condo
she reads the NYT
delivered by the tall,
bearded boy who doesn't
want to draw attention
to his naturally
silver hair he wears in a pompadour
beneath an American baseball cap;
She sits in the stairwell
& smokes cigars &
he joins her when the lights go out
which is often---
Trump's self-sabotage
is rooted in his perceived sense of failure;
never enough, never good no matter how high,
enough---he's made of gold
& it's only a black hole---
He's a kook, crazy & mentally unfit 4 office;
when cross-dressing her bra can't be ****
but u never know---
She's calling outside my window
& complains my room is freezing
(364 - 58)
All the Jews want to move to Israel;
from my window
I can see the fortress-settlements
in the red hills---garrisons of Palestinian girls,
A loaded Palestinian girl
knocks on the door holding a bottle of gin;
I let her in, violating Sharia law
she lies down & pets the cat---
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
I-I-I want to put her head
on a robot's body;
I want to be w/ u @ midnight
maybe, the sentences white men
get is too slight; prisons should
be filled w/ them---
Bandy in negligee
quite a wide-eyed wonder---
Her eyeballs full of goldfish,
the neighbors who walks the hall
w/ no clothes on---
in the Pyongyang condo
she reads the NYT
delivered by the tall,
bearded boy who doesn't
want to draw attention
to his naturally
silver hair he wears in a pompadour
beneath an American baseball cap;
She sits in the stairwell
& smokes cigars &
he joins her when the lights go out
which is often---
Trump's self-sabotage
is rooted in his perceived sense of failure;
never enough, never good no matter how high,
enough---he's made of gold
& it's only a black hole---
He's a kook, crazy & mentally unfit 4 office;
when cross-dressing her bra can't be ****
but u never know---
She's calling outside my window
& complains my room is freezing
(364 - 58)
All the Jews want to move to Israel;
from my window
I can see the fortress-settlements
in the red hills---garrisons of Palestinian girls,
A loaded Palestinian girl
knocks on the door holding a bottle of gin;
I let her in, violating Sharia law
she lies down & pets the cat---
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