Death’s speech impediment

Moron! Since when did I father children?
I’m a womaniser, that is, I like my women
stone cold and caged in by their own bones.
I invented celibacy, boy, I made the cortex
stew in nouns before I taught it games on sex.
The mean bending over where Brazilians
hear it moaning through the miles? Me, me.
You may thank me with a fifth, a handshake,
a drooling erection. This is old Tennessee.

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~ by Jeremy on May 9, 2012.

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