Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Brain Farts

Quiet planets make beautiful little parks for the gods to stroll and wander.
Little god-lings bouncing around, giggling and drooling.
Young god couples feeling each other up behind the bushes.
Junkie gods leaving spent needles.
God whores dropping soiled rubbers
And god pets leaving little droppings in the warm young grass.
Do you think those freaking gods would stoop and scoop?
Not bloody likely, eh?
(and now for something completely different)
Spanking and squeaking.
Shades of pink flash in the eye.
And the Blues shine through.
Smiles can lie but so can tears.
Beg me to stop.
Go on.
Try.

6 Comments:

Blogger Sugar said...

I don't do beggin....but for you, I could try it just this once....maybe! *wink*
xx

March 16, 2005 at 7:55 AM  
Blogger Thirza said...

Could gods exist without people to believe in them, to make them real ... ?
And it's true sometimes a smile hides more pain than tears could ever ...

But I won't beg you stop ... I long for you to go on ...
;-)

March 16, 2005 at 1:03 PM  
Blogger De.vile said...

why? why would someone ask u to stop?

March 16, 2005 at 11:16 PM  
Blogger saby said...

"Brain Farts"

dis Rex comes up wid the weirdest titles for his farts

March 17, 2005 at 6:19 AM  
Blogger Miranda said...

*smiles*- I wont beg you to stop....just keep going...good post.

March 17, 2005 at 2:44 PM  
Anonymous Mey said...

Stop, cause I like it so much.
Go on, cause it hurts.

March 18, 2005 at 6:05 PM  

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