Brush my toes
Paint my eyes
Kiss my knee
Screw my neck
I’ll lick your knee
Kick your eyebrow
Cut your freckles
Lift your tongue
We’ll bark for fury
Rhyme the screams
Steal a happymeal
Dream la basura
Imagine if I weren't medicated….
September 6, 2008 in I'll Do You | Tags: Creative Writing, Fury, Happy Meal, Manic, Medicated Lady, Poem, Poetry, Writing
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January 14, 2009 at 12:19 pm
dmcbeth
this is the most magnificent piece of poetry i’ve read while i’ve been in the bathroom.
January 14, 2009 at 2:22 pm
medicatedlady
Ha. What a compliment! Thanks!
January 25, 2009 at 10:32 am
Bindo
“Dream la basura” !!!!! In an alley no less, waiting for taquitos from a questionable vendor and a serious lack of dogs in the vicinity.
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