petey's poetry
"welp.....ugh....ugh a rug full of bugs and slugs.....The tugs and bugs are." -Abby-

Quiet like restful discretion

Quiet like restful discretion
m'lady full of weak trivia
and the loose purse strings plead promises
with dawdling words and greasy chips

scullery maids rot on Cyprus
peeled potatoes and blood stained sheets

the amber green lighting hovers breathless
against "I'm sure"s and "It ain't 'alf swank"

they settle on hussy tips and fancy falls
chat business buzz, gulled mates, and known saints

what's more the venician washer donna
scrubbing rudeness from dear impatience
stiff formalities playing roman order
flowing with careful wine and thankful sneakers

rotten tempers are recognized by sight
and the spilt vinegar hollow out an old womb
but the detest of a stingy maid is devoted to earn a living

now then, to our health
mending husbands and tearing the crotch holes
and all of us bleed'n laughter at the expense
of pigs asking about size

the daft wine is of no matter
and falsely slashed throats provide
no goat cheese by their word of honor

death's laughter is hushed by Adam and Eve's beatings.

 

1 Comments:

wow, i am going to say amazing. yeah, good work.

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