Saturday, March 05, 2011

the whale in the bathroom

i m walking like a whale

to the bathroom

the grease of my soul is slipping


the hundred of years needed

to reach the crapper

to throw up like a real lady

a lady in a photo

dressed up like your best of your fears

caressing your hands

your hair

and toes

like a lady

down on my knees

making birthday cakes

tasting the sugar with my index finger

the same i ll use when i ll throw up on you

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