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/