Leaveration

Leaveration

A Story by Goodman Prick


When I have broken everything except your bones,
You'd better have run and gone.
Watch, I'm moving slow but deliberate
If you compare me to a nanosecond
I am close second
The minute is too slow for you
Pray your car will carry you
Through the other side
Or through from my side
I unforgive you
Now you can't leave
Just think you are the laundry and I the washing machine
Make from you a yarn and toss it to the den
And burn the place to hell
Poor cats... they were better off in the shelter.
Green is black
Blood is green
Violet and purple your skin
Osseouskin

© 2012 Goodman Prick


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Goodman Prick
Goodman Prick

Jerusalem, Golgotha, Israel



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