- Non-Erotic Poetry
- At Hermano's Mexican Dream Theater
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At Hermano’s Dream Theatre
(for madmen only,)
they eat juicy garbage grinders
or colorful Spanish lobsters,
(depending on the light of the moon.)
There’s loud smacking, electrified fur, proud laughing,
and absinthe to absent-mindedly stir.
Newton is nightly tarred and feathered
and the colors and cultures meld and twirl…
till they make a twilight door so you Can
go where you might love to but…
if you’re like me,
were maybe afraid of hell-fire,
should you without sanctified intentions…
simply lay with a girl!
- COMMENTS
lobomaoover 17 years agoI perfered the Enchiladas Bruegel
Although nextime I think I'll try
the Tlacoyos de Bosch, as they looked delicious
ah for those nastursium and eel salads
with just the right amount of lime
Newton's sticky apple was a let down
but the floor show could not be beaten
I escaped with my life and a few coins in change
and this dumb t shirt
Velvet_Pollyover 17 years agoa talented write, you could tighten this up a bit, lose the ellipses, mere distractions. I like your descriptions. good work
