Saturday, February 7, 2009

no thank you

NO Thank You


No peptides furrowing my brow No caressing a twisted psyche No filters evaporating consciousness No victims needing semen No spandex delusions No cinnamon nightmares
No albums of disdain No stone-age advancements of love No black bean farts No poinsettia diapers with butterfly fasteners that glow in the dark.

I’ll just have the special. Thanks.

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