but you got to drill if you want a gusher
Posted to Action Poetry
by zero hero on 2003-11-16 00:23:00
in a house of pain
and the nail is back
pushing agains the back of my right eye
and watching a man fuck with my sister's mind
a lying spirit
Listening to the bear moaning and groaning about Elke and I say “well bear maybe you two ought to break it off, you unhappy with her, she unhappy with you?”
He doesn’t answer.
Later as I sit here and type this he walks by me with a plate of pizza and a soda for Elke, I got this unlit cigarette dangling from my mouth, he stops puts the soda down and digs out a lighter for me, then he walks off leaving the soda on my desk. I pick it up and try to give it to him. I think he wants to leave it so she will say “where is my soda” so he can say something crazy mike would have been proud of.
It used to be a pattern every time I came to Texas she left him
