Latest Poem

I didn't know what to write my poem on this week, so Jesse suggested writing it about Kia. Here's the result:

“Pee-yew Gee”

Begging for food with eyes bulged way out for a goldfish
cracker
Two fishbowls for cheesy little treats

A four-door sedan with a flat face and a curly tail

The asshole that puckers when you bark like a gun barrel set to fire bacon fumes of treats for peeing outside

Compact little piles waiting at the top of the stair gathered with a paper towel and flung over the balcony

A flat face unable to bite her little sister the wicked witch of the west, played by Mrs Scooby Doo

Vomit on the stairs and piss on the remote

Scar on the poochy belly where your ovaries fled from the bagel on your butt, the bagel of the smiling cream cheese thrown and deflected by a plane of wrinkles and tiny teeth

Trying to bite the air we blow in your face

We sit you in a tiny popsicle patterned lawn chair with the face of a Classic Double made Single

The little blood clot named Maureen which were puppies for a day and named after cars. The black butthole that tipped us off, being mounted by exgirlfriend’s dogs to make her a canine slut.

A canine slut buttsurfing for a good time

no snout
no neck
no dignity