Sunday, November 6, 2011

I wanted to stay a little bit longer but you made me leave, why?

all the fruits in the grocery store
want to fuck 
the melon, for instance 
with my hands propping it
against my stomach 
it hates me 

no, i flatter myself
this melon doesn’t give a shit about me 
or what i want from it
i got a shrine for it and all 
i got it propped up 
against my stomach  

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