As You Lay Frying*
All of my heroes are dying
cracked like eggs in the frying pan
soft yellow bellies exposed
All of my thoughts are mashed
hashed and such
did you know my shell is not so hard in fact
as you all lay frying
in my thoughts
oh why didn't you stay whole
for just a bit longer
*Thank you to ttractor for the most excellent Faulknerian title.
cracked like eggs in the frying pan
soft yellow bellies exposed
All of my thoughts are mashed
hashed and such
did you know my shell is not so hard in fact
as you all lay frying
in my thoughts
oh why didn't you stay whole
for just a bit longer
*Thank you to ttractor for the most excellent Faulknerian title.
Labels: Poetry
posted by slickaphonic at 9:22 AM
3 Comments:
over here at the corner of anal and sex streets, I am laughing until I snort.
i'm glad you gave me this title--it makes the whole post less girly.
you can always count on me and my sledgehammer for that.
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