Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Deep Super*

Brad rushes to her side

I travel alone. It is hard to keep up
with past friends. Years pass.
No one flashes her vulva at me but Britney.
Jen is so lonely. I wish they would stop saying that.
Though it is true she no longer seems to shine as she did.
He stripped the gold from her, that one.
We all want to be Ambassadors of Peace.
Everywhere you go
someone tries to give you their child.
How many children could Oprah have fed
with her school for the elite? What's wrong with Mississippi?
Oh Nicole, Oh Kiera, we're all sometimes starving at the feast.
You don't have to shave your head to go to rehab.


*www.thesuperficial.com

February 19, 2007

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"Oh Nicole, Oh Kiera, we're all sometimes starving at the feast.
You don't have to shave your head to go to rehab."

Great.