Sunday, February 27, 2011

The Sucking Of Sarah Palin or My Ambivalence Toward Poetry

The Fetid stink of Fecal decay.

An Outrageous lay!

No chance to go back.

Lacking in Tact.

Like a River of Piss flowing

through a Mind Duct.

Lowering the Bar for the

deepest Cut.

Can the language of a Gnat

be anymore Coarse?

It’s all just Inept navel-gazing


Enough! I say.

It’s Nap time.

-This was originally composed while relaxing on my couch on Saturday 2-26-11.

1 comment:

  1. This post really has nothing to do with Urban Exploring but I thought I would share it here anyway.
    I have been away for awhile because I don't have a working computer at this time. But I have been going out and taking lost of pictures and many of them are posted on my Flickr stream.