zaterdag 6 oktober 2012

Ain't it just a kick in the nuts.

Ain't it just a kick in the nuts.

Sort of the feeling like your intestines
may pour out your nose
while at the same time
the muddy banks of the Mississippi
may overrun in your pants
and you gotta piss harder
than Katrina's opera of prophetic rain
and you can feel the laughter behind your
eyes burning like vodka socket shots
and you know that you are going half crazy
while the other half is already gone
somewhere off in the universe
watching gay unicorns daisy chain
their horns through honey nut cheerios
in fields full of poppy plants 
and God is a laxative
and my toilet won't flush
and Love is a retarded teenager
 unafraid to dance before a complacent crowd
of a million tie dyed sheep
while revolutions are being swallowed
up into stomachs riddled by ulcers
and open sores ooze politicians
and Big Bird has a price on her head
and Southern preachers scream
that Obama is Osama
and Mitt Romney is a Muppet after all
with a great big corporate fist up his ass
and well shit,
Ain't it all just a kick in the nuts.

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