A Confetti of Awkward Hellos and Euphoric Goodbyes
The sight of her face
inspired my belly
to swell swiftly,
and erupt
into a confetti
of awkward hellos
and euphoric goodbyes.
His voice belched
with the throes
of titillation.
He knew his dog
day in the sun
had come to be
for you and me
and she, ya see?
Her hair was
the color of
a bleached
anus.
Her skin had
the texture
of freshly
smelt copper
(meaning it
was very hot)
And I was very merry, Jerry.
Very merry, indeed.
It's just a symptom of
relinquishing time, and
Pretty soon
your spleens will be mine.
Copyright © Samuel Durant | Year Posted 2014
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