Monday, October 12, 2015


I have two cucumbers here

And an electric toothbrush that I fear.

I have an erection under way

Costing me over a thousand dollars a day.

I have an obsession with making decisions

That may make it easy for me

To lubricate my way

In my search for you.

I have a field of monuments

Erected daily to fuel my greed

Wet and greasy nights dealing the blues

Endless nightmares dreaming of you.

I have an arrangement of tools

Endlessly charged to help make you happy

Just take a walk to my counter

Swaying your hips but just make it snappy.

I know a party of fools

Who drool over young girls in schools

But this is not how I think of you

My love for you is hard statuesque and true.