Crawls down the side of my water tank life,
Cuts like a knife,
Sluts like my wife,
And you'd like her too.
People usually do.
Puss
Seeps from the seams of our festering souls,
Mostly just dripping,
Ghostly and gripping,
Slipping,
Slipping.
...goo
And if only I knew.
And if only I had the questions,
And the moment to ask.
If only I had the shoes in which to dance,
To take a chance to free myself
Enough to paint a portrait
Of my paternal grandma
Nude in public,
Rude and pubic,
Rubix. Cubic.
Sex
Resides in the core of my labyrinth mind.
Masturbating minotaur,
Saucy and sinister,
Half man, half bullock,
Large, swollen b