Poetry
Is easy, like cake, or whores,
Except not like cake, more like
The frosting or the roses
Pretending to be frosting, that sweeten
and sour --
Or something like that.
I don't actually know much
About whores.
Experience
Is tripe. As if Emily Dickinson
Had to go anywhere
And Hemingway died in his bed.
Is easy, like cake, or whores,
Except not like cake, more like
The frosting or the roses
Pretending to be frosting, that sweeten
and sour --
Or something like that.
I don't actually know much
About whores.
Experience
Is tripe. As if Emily Dickinson
Had to go anywhere
And Hemingway died in his bed.
Nice work on both of these. I actually like the top one a lot.
ReplyDeleteSo, steady diet of Lynch with a bit of Cairns?