Meats N Cheeses

Few years ago I smashed two flies engaged in aerial coitus. Today, I poked their corpse Fell to the floor, leaving a crust of Love Gunk Mixed innards, crushed and united gonads. One true love, for all time, the only evidence of which is smeared on my ceiling. My momma was making me a sandwich, n' she heard a loud spkat. A mouse, caught in the trap by his tail. Tossed it in the street, let the cats rip 'im up. That was a damn good sandwich Who held the chisel and carved the cliffs? Wrong metaphor. Rocks, rolling droplets of water and time. The first Ménage à trois