Hot Dogs With No Buns
I should have tattoos
I should have a woman
instead I carry a purse full of empty.
Thats right-return me back to the womb
away from Bad tv
Bad people
cheap food
cheap women
cheap love
I should blame this on bad liquor
but I don't drink
I should blame this on drugs but
I don't take'm.
angels pay a price for there halo,
there peaceful garden.
maybe I'm better off pondering Picasso
or figuring out Beowulf instead of sucking
the blood off of my cracked lips.
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