And in that apartment
a fat lady would giggle insanely
as she fucked
then pace for hours
squeaking the ceiling
floor
whatever
then i went crazy one night
from her fat assed pacing
my wife losing it too
I took a broom
I clacked and I clonked
and hopped and stomped
and yelled
and finally the psycho cow
went back to bed
my wife said
this world has indigestion
but i was silently crying
as i had bent my knee backwards
being an idiot
only a few more giggle fucks
before she waddled on
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Bukowski-esque! I'm surprised: my eyebrows are rubbing my hairline like cat backs.
ReplyDeleteCould you write a Post Office-like novel called Gas Man?
Only if you can write one called
ReplyDeletebare-chested dog carrier?