August 4, 2004
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“I’ve had a stroke.”
It sounds a nice thing,
Something one gets before say,
A blow-job.
“Want a stroke darling?”
Is a wonderful thing to wake up to hear.
“You’ve had a stroke sir.”
Is a little different,
You try to open eyes
That forget how to open,
Try to open hands
That are lumps of lead,
And all the time you are trying to remember
Who, or what you are.
No more is it playing
In a field of desire
When sounds become victims
Of all the horrors of hell.
“Want a stroke?”
“No thanks, had one already darling.”
And you start to cry.
—
Lord Pineapple
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