Wednesday, January 11, 2012

for whom the bells 'toil'


the line broke
the monkey got choked
and they all went to hell in their
little row boat
love boat
tug boat
river boat
rockin da boat
like two animals in a wilderness
of germs
tainted sperm
crawling like earth worms
on wet
damp
moist thighs
no naked eye can see
what lies beneath

u trust your gut
don't take it in the butt
but like an oral slut
slurp slurp slurp it up
breathe don't burp
go to work on that
dick or that clit

like bees collecting honey
ain't nothing sweeter than money
but ain't no dollars falling in your mouth
only dirty seaman loaded with
germs and shyt you don't want
avoiding the clinic you claim it ain't shyt
gargling with salty warm water
doctor's orders, the one without an MD
eating soup on late nights
still ain't feeling right cause
lust ain't care
living for the moment
tomorrow ain't there
when you're moaning
mama's advice and shyt from class
escapes our mind
when giving up ass
or sloppy brain it's all the same
searching for something that
can't be explained
feeling empty doing coke to numb the pain
side effect of shame
gargle with Listerine
but it's not a dream
all trees ain't green
and some people be lying when they say their clean

that shyt don't shine like bling bling
it don't often show on the dingaling
balls don't stank and niggah
was sexy in that tank
topping me no stopping me
it feels so good when he inside of me
like eating thin mints
nut well spent
though i'll never see him again
i'll forever wear his sin
embedding itself inside me
slowly but boldly
kicking me out my own
home
face soon unknown
when looking in the mirror
on public walls
bathrooms stalls don't offer privacy
you hear no sirens
for whom the bells toil
retuning to soil

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