Monday, June 30, 2008

the hog

The dog of war has raised his head

under cover o sheep and vessel

martyring his still self

long may his peace shit

p's and q'



Jill queries the tent. Long may her fallow

b e raised against the foul barrier of

tented wounds gleaming in light

this might be better today tin flute

bucketing the marrying type.

Monday, June 02, 2008

clench to frog

He's clinch to her throng. The million body city has its hazards.

Clench to frog.hail as the deed desert city ....she's veiled wrapped around to everything

except her ass.butt sticking out .as usual . her four hundred dollar thong wear

.jerked off in her mouth.imagined fancy.