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 © | Year Posted 2006

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