By B.K.
Date: 2008 Mar 09
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Take A Bite Out Of This Apple

If I don’t read my poetry
I won’t think about you
And if I don’t think about you
I won’t want you
If I didn’t want you
The world will have been
Blown to smithereens
By some God awful disaster
(Man made of course)
So instead
I’ll picture you with an apple
Duct taped into your mouth
Arms tied dynamite tight
And a fuse coming out of your butt
Ready to take that trip
To the moon that you’ve
Always wanted to explore
Me standing there with a lit sparkler
Excited ready to ignite
Only...(hard sigh)... to want you more

p.s. The snake made me write this