What is this
latex madness
in your words
Speak outside
solilqouy fountains
or do you wish to play
patty kake with walls
You harbor angelic illusions
which I too swallow
like Jezabel Gonorrhea
or did you dream
these flurry games
slit dreamshit
It reads very well and that is about what I have to say about it.
Clearly there is a lot of metaphor involved in the poem, and I really suck at picking up meanings behind metaphors unless they are slap-in-the-face blatant.
I’m such an oxymoron. Thanks for the input Pav.