Monday, April 25, 2011

I WANT TO BE BOOKS ABOUT THEIR BODY


I took my loneliness out to intimidate
More than seven million candles recalled for losing me
But I identify with a six-inch sub I have.
It's like recovering the United States.

Now I'm supposed to say
My utter lack of succession so would be okay.
Being able to pronounce the problem is indeed a downpour.
Everyone's always telling me to be liked

Must be avoided. I guess they know the joke.
Marked as sensual, they're talking about celebrities
But see the wet, salty cat found in the best quality.
I try to be more an acceptable use of itself.

Attractive people do theory, the meaning of the phrase
Bleeding out to narrate my national poetry.