Sunday, April 19, 2009

A Werewolf‘s Obloquy

Alas!
For a dogman
Is what I am not
Scorn!
Terrible shame
The stinging blows upon my testes
Fat townspeople
laughing their asses
On.
Rocks tumble ‘gainst my scrote launched from the hands of a child
Acceptance!
That whory grail!
Chalice of blunders?
Jungle jiving hips sway in the breeze
Cowboy tits
and Rooster calls
The dogmen laugh
Acceptance they have
Souls they do not
Souls I have
Acceptance I do not

Parents Just Don’t Understand

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