Not Hungry
but I'm cooking
going out...
but just looking,
Do You find this so amusing?
all your using confusing
illusions,
all your cruising, bruising
contusions?
Do You think it's just Funny?
bleed my eyes runny
drunk rummy
slummy dummy,
Honeybunny
I think it's disgusting
my sordid soul slowly rusting
still trusting,
now crusting...
There are just too many problems
with me
I'm liquid drunk,
flunky bunk &
I've had these love handles
since seventeen,
But now I know
I'm in between
At the diamond star intersection
of a dream,
my veins are popping out
I'm ravenous and full of shout,
and I know I can't live without
this love I'm always thinking about....
Copyright © Mark Riedel | Year Posted 2006
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