handymanny damn she was just online... missed her :/ - August 17, 2011 add/view comments (0)

just remember
that you havent told her
who you was still gettin' wet for
you bet i'm sore
but i wont let that feeling
get more
of what i wont sell
but the best's in store
so check often
i was appalled
at the thought
of you lookin
and pausin'
when you couldnt wait
to jump his
or the next chik's drawz
you got ballz huh?
but even tho
i gets mine
complete with breakfast
sobered up
from sex and bottles of red... (continue reading)

the sticky smooth sweetness
we suck from our fingers
nothing goes to waste
wardrobes spread across the floor
like stars
spread across galaxies
with random precision
can only be described as a mess
wet footsteps on the floor
from the bath to the bedroom
diluting spilled sparkling wine
still bubbling
like burning lasagna
onto the oven, unwatched
and still melting
like the entire pack of tea lights
she ordered last year
but... (continue reading)

i bet she tastes just like wood
and nickel
from a number 2 pencil
like when you're tryin to
get a lil more eraser out the back end

or maybe she tastes like bic pen plastic
that you get when you sit uninspired
tired of tappin black ink on blank paper

shes the sap spilling from dream trees
so her syrup tastes like infinity
but silly of me trying to write
cuz she might taste like the air
in a poetry spot...

menthol flavored... (continue reading)