from an unpublished poem:
"I used to be cop and warden
To a ton of flesh. Now
I have a belly. It's like
In the movies. An undetermined
Soul
Determined..."
Of course in the same poem it says:
"Tounging pussy. The flower
A mind makes
When not wanting
To grow new body..."
Emotional exfoliation.
A sigh is never just a sigh.
Later....
"I used to be cop and warden
To a ton of flesh. Now
I have a belly. It's like
In the movies. An undetermined
Soul
Determined..."
Of course in the same poem it says:
"Tounging pussy. The flower
A mind makes
When not wanting
To grow new body..."
Emotional exfoliation.
A sigh is never just a sigh.
Later....