Friday, April 30

For My Sparkely Pals...

Lordy Lordy

The M o r a l majority
is out to get us
again.

Who says that I can't walk a r o u n d
clad ONLY in cellophane
cling wrapping
ever-so-lovingly to my frame?

I'm proposing a slick transition

An Underground city
of all that is pretty

gritty

shamless glittering sweaty

and sinful

A seedy and artful underbelly where
people whisper and shout safety words
and punny names!

OLIVER CLOSEHOFF

would be proud
to hear
Alanna Horatio Fellatio
Screaming loud

Things like "ironing board!" and "faster!"
(although the latter of the two could get confusing...Brandon)

I smell debauchery....
and it smells like bubble-yum and pheremones.

hannaH thinks really deep thoughts @ 2:28 PM

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