Tame Spiders
she had a mind like a brushfire
ate the testicles of men at a glance
and knew how to foreplay
my weaknesses like loaded dice
I was in a state of moral exhaustion
seeking the counsel of voodoo princesses
in an emaciated Assyrian odyssey
laced into the spokes of her chariot
people who are honest are always in trouble
I know she won't always have
the sickle moon ass she has now
but I needed her help to get out on parole
having been caught collaborating
with the lead in my pencil
handwriting analysis gave me up
darkness blends with truth
confessing under a hot comb
to nothing but having looked at the stars
you can't put a fence around it
being the only ethical conclusion
I tried a last ditch gambit
but she liked living with a gun to my head
much more than I did
because it amuses me is no answer
gimme your brains cowboy
or I'll blow them across the room
she had already cut out my heart
blew it up like a rubber balloon
my prayers did absolutely nothing
and I go shopping for an online exorcist
as it jets about the room
upsetting the cat shocking the monkey
and giving the turtle a manic episode
which for him was an entire historic epoch
answering the age old question
where do we hide the body
but in plain sight so here I am
I amused her and we married
even a sociopath will enlist
after an ass kicking by the Gods
we're all hungry for a new day after all
don't kill your TV
give it to someone
who knows how to use it
to read trail sign
From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon
Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.site11.com/
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