at least pickles are cheaper than flowers

I wait and wait
and wait for the turn of the brine tide
and bored, I turn and wait no more.
I walk back home,
with a wooden fork
and open vinegared chips.

Way up high at four feet eleven inches I pulled hard to Cebu's peak,
on a mattress where coco-brown areolae & **** made our bed creak
& like drinks without water, **** pigs made it bad for me to speak
& like winks without laughter, pig slants denied whitey John a leak
& given no food & no water, pig ***** tortured this boy for a week
as it's a shortened stay after jail that an adventurer must surely seek
& like gulps of bad water, pig slopes rendered manful whitey bleak
& when vinegared concoctions were for Jesus, a ****** grew weak
& 'cause vinegar tortured Christ, my pimpled nose grew like a beak
for it's clear I don't know nothing about nothing ***** carve in teak
nor why, when their rice crop is blighted, rice-eating Mongols freak
more than Judah-lovers upon learning Jesus gave Earth to the meek
righteously to dethrone kings whose trick or treat is to lurk & sneak
while fishes afraid to *** in a raging river must **** in a calm creek
far from the madding crowd of ******* over 50 in ****-mode shriek
who demand a **** Cheney up the **** & a truncheon to the cheek
From my bouffant never will I cringe with its upturned poison curls
as nature dictates what logic pushes: the ******* of boys in girls
once vegetarian nuts & carbon-credit ***** claim that soy's in pearls

David Bowie pushed us in the here & now, as neither fish nor fowl,
plowed under, Bowie was, as grey ash by a double moldboard plow
These gaps in our noses make it easy for the hard insertion of hoses
just like Jesus must have done when everyone was staring at Moses
I'm going out there, & a little over here, where I might be with Yids
& Turkical **** before cuttin' them down to where their Jew toes is
composed in vinegared Rhine brine from a spinal-fluid-heavy spine
I'm boating out there & a wee bit over here, where I'll be alone with
a 1,000 **** ******' gay, after tonsillectomies, on Pearl Harbor Day
I'll be puking till 8 o'clock so I can't attend the last picnic at 2, since
I chewed the rotten parts out of 19 pints of strawberries just for you
I was eating corn flakes with 7 Arab women when Saddam Hussein
arrived with 32 gallons of cold camel milk near the end of his reign
to make our dry cereal taste better & to ease our U.S.-embargo pain
I separated her curtains for the man-trip to the core of her being, on
Christmas, after Christmas boozing & 1 extended Christmas peeing
I drew Mrs. Santa Claus to me to give her a special Christmas treat,
at night, when things prodding pink or white appeared as dark meat
coming hither & thither, engaging slanted attacks like 2 Geisha feet
flying off a straw-matted floor that girly *** mistresses use as a seat

David Bowie pushed us in the here & now, as neither fish nor fowl,
plowed under, Bowie was, as grey ash by a double moldboard plow
These gaps in our noses make it easy for the hard insertion of hoses
just like Jesus must have done when everyone was staring at Moses
I'm going out there, & a little over here, where I might be with Yids
& Turkical **** before cuttin' them down to where their Jew toes is
composed in vinegared Rhine brine from a spinal-fluid-heavy spine
I'm boating out there & a wee bit over here, where I'll be alone with
a 1,000 **** ******' gay, after tonsillectomies, on Pearl Harbor Day

David Bowie pushed us in the here & now, as neither fish nor fowl,
plowed under, Bowie was, as grey ash by a double moldboard plow
These gaps in our noses make it easy for the hard insertion of hoses
just like Jesus must have done when everyone was staring at Moses
I'm going out there, & a little over here, where I might be with Yids
& Turkical **** before cuttin' them down to where their Jew toes is
composed in vinegared Rhine brine from a spinal-fluid-heavy spine
I'm boating out there & a wee bit over here, where I'll be alone with
a 1,000 **** ******' gay, after tonsillectomies, on Pearl Harbor Day
I'll be puking till 8 o'clock so I can't attend the last picnic at 2, since
I chewed the rotten parts out of 19 pints of strawberries just for you
I was eating corn flakes with 7 Arab women when Saddam Hussein
arrived with 32 gallons of cold camel milk near the end of his reign
to make our dry cereal taste better & to ease our U.S.-embargo pain
I separated her curtains for the man-trip to the core of her being, on
Christmas, after Christmas boozing & 1 extended Christmas peeing
I drew Mrs. Santa Claus to me to give her a special Christmas treat,
at night, when things prodding pink or white appeared as dark meat
coming hither & thither, engaging slanted attacks like 2 Geisha feet
flying off a straw-matted floor that girly *** mistresses use as a seat