Thursday, April 12, 2007

Rose Mcgowan Undressed




Balcony Plant Holders



As the Camacho came back


robbed you what you had on the desk




we called Lizard



was ten I put in history: his father

traveled to France to visit a cousin and the cousin

proved to be a busty blonde gringa
and clear anymore

it was learned



his older brother was jailed for stealing


and then violate

four or five elderly mother



accomplice
hid the loot in the back

a
of those old cassette that worked

eight fat cells


few days during recess

did not need to ask where

was
the Lagar
if you wanted

met him
behind the house they had built


for the janitor's dog in one hand



glue in
a cigarette the other was ten




One day in eighth and GBS

again at recess

approached me and told me


Damn, dude, you are loads of cute!
Hey Robert, you like me?


and balls and I shrugged
two quinces
sun
whether to prick

wheels to professional policy


he put the knife


was the first
to lift a car

the first
smoking in the first


glue sniffing Roetgen

the first
in cascársla

bank in the last class


the Lagar

was our idol because we were afraid


the Lagar

was our idol
and
and I was queer so

knew and never told anyone


At seventeen she married pringui

with whom he had left
pregnant



two years later and in the absence of a peak

that the soul

be no
came up with the asshole
else that plimplarse


a whole bottle of Baron Dandy




pint when
chick with the baby in her arms

entered the room

his feet protruding from under the bed so



found more dead than dead
with feet sticking out below

bed was not his brother


the funeral because the dead do not walk
mend her heart with knives
violators of elderly in prison


are always just cracking



heart mother the conditional

piggyback

if I went I saw had been painted
reach the eyes and did not cry I went


hugged her
hugged and embraced me whispered in my ear


I do not know why I have left all that bad!
I do not know why I have left everything as it has turned!

my nineteen years


occurred to me four or five good

responses

but I stopped I turned around and went



to enter the house without seeing my mother

from
kitchen

shouted get off and bring along two bars!


walked down the aisle
went into the kitchen and there was my mother

washing dirty dishes

the night before I got


behind her

hugged her as hard as I was not looking

and the eyes went

running without question

to buy two guns that night



to lie down in bed I was thinking

at the funeral I thought about the Lizard

thought of her mother not to cry
and thought about my mother yes


there
cried alone in the kitchen


washing our dirty dishes

the night before


then turned off the light and lit
my tears


and would remain so as a child crying


lost in the middle of the night until the sun

enter

out the window the next morning.

Monday, April 2, 2007

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