tube that splatter'd out bongo's mouth
was like a pink balloon
made of the inside
of someones skin
flipped upside down-
grilled on medium low for about 30 seconds
in microwave.
that's
the way phil
described it.-what bongo had done was retched so hard that one day his stomach lining came out his mouth. Ofcourse he choked on it and died after zee-
ancient Indians believe a mans spirit could be powerful tool even after body passes on- but but- had a lil twitchy growl - as hunger seems to be refreshed with tiny large medium moods hanging from forest trees
with cool whisper of a shoulder hand shake. had a little pig farm in cuba with this kid named jerard who would pluck
the feathers from a chicken with
one whiff of his cruckid eyes staring into a dusty Tv with a crummy tracking tele tubbies dance hits video-
bumped out side by big billy biggins
he stares me down in this meth
trailer just on the outskirts of a trailer park community. he knows that my friend is hiding under his trailer, he had just escaped with out even any shoes -peppermint snapps is stolen from the circle f mart -he drinks it like it tastes good.= why not. let it go
it was long after ted came racing over in his pinto, - ched had no more left for him tho was the thing.
This poem Copyright 2002 Nicholas Morgan.