Saturday, May 13, 2006

No Heart

With passion-colored fury

I rip and tear and slash

And in a moment, red and blurry,

Thrust my hand into a gash

In her body, vivisected,

I discover with a start

As I had oft suspected—

My lover has no heart


Blogger pee money said...

There are two hearts missing from this poem.

8:34 PM  
Blogger evil ape said...

You haven't seen ripping and tearing until you've seen me with an Otter Pop.

8:39 PM  

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