Tuesday, September 25, 2007

I am no poet

remember when we all went to that gay bar?

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6 foot queens in 6 inch stilettos
potbellies, latex, tucked parts
undulating
touching
lipstick staining masculine teeth
sweat slicked shoulders far too defined to be considered feminine
unzipped leather
disgust registers as well as lust
followed only, of course, by love
the world throws their gender away
to be picked up in the trash by someone else
who wants it more
we are the throw away generation
pick us up and you will catch your death


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In other news, finally went to Shake It Records. Found a Mount Eerie lp, white vinyl.
This makes my sickness fade into the past.
cough cough. hack hack.

1 comment:

avril said...

i do remember.
and.
wow.
and i think the title is lying.
and i love shake it records.
a cough and a hack to you.
and a cheers.
at the gay bar.