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Sunday 29 November 2009

obfuscate

I told my feet if they didn’t mind
I had no desire to share
My life with them.
I also told this to my thighs
My elbows
Then my hair
And my toothless smile
And then

I sympathetically explained
The need for this
Bizarre remove.
The emptiness
The girly necessity
Of my smooth
It would be pure obsequies
In this groove

So I cut my nasal hair
And styled them into
A pencil moustache
Along with hairs from
My recently lady shaved
Ass
It does have an element
Of class

I sneezed
And ruined the dream
Of becoming Henry
I had great plans for him
And me
I guess I’ll just stay as
Shireen
The Henry
That will never
be seen

Friday 27 November 2009

Dark



I don’t know why she turned
I felt she was gifted to me
I said something
Translucent
And obviously

But still she negates me
My advances still lay bare
Of which she denies me
Sometimes I wish I cared
As much …she
Disclaims me

Unidentified me
Imagines I’m not there
Me
Lays bare
She
No longer cares
But plays
Around
Me

Un
Follow
This
Thee
You
Cunt she
Then at least
I’ll no
Longer
Tear
and go back to being me...