How did you get them to smile like that
The angles and everything
That's great work you know

But do we have to spend the whole day here
Lets walk to the park or something

We can feed the ducks and have a picnic
Lay on our backs and watch the sky

Roll you onto your stomache and make you eat the dirt
cut off your garments with my sharp sense of imagination
and fuck you until you forget where you live

Maybe then we could catch a show
How about "The butcher cuts his way to hell!"
or how about that new one I've been dying to see
"Daughterhouse (The incest chronicles)"

Then take a swirvey drive down to the swamp

You always tasted better there

Sacrifice you to peices and place
your parts on every lilypad I can find

Then sit and watch the majority of you
float down the swamp
while I play with you box

Then I'll catch and eat every fish that
had a peice of you

And after a long day when nature calls

I'd finally get you

out of my system

08/31/2007

Posted on 09/01/2007
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