Munch Sandwiches

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

HUMOUR. STRANGE FOOD.

Munch Sandwiches

 

Disembodied butterflys

And hunchback

Helium lamps,

Toll

The neutered

Bells,

But I 

Feel better

Since eating

My lunch

Of Munch

Sandwiches,

And am 

Now able

To whip 

My paintings,

As my 

Brain explodes

Roaches,

Through

The cathedral

Of nonsense,

And cures

The virgin

Hairy

Of tinea...

And now

Incense sticks

Burn holes

In my

Alcoholic eyes...

Tomorrow

I'll steal

The alter 

Wine,

And rescue

Our lady

Of the D T's

From Satan's

Ring,

While choking

On spaghetti

At a Buddhist

Meditation retreat...


Submitted: April 23, 2020

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HJ FURL

I love A.S Cooper's remark - I can't follow that, Tom. I'll just say your poem was, err, deep in some kind of …?
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HJ

Fri, April 24th, 2020 11:46am

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Thanks for your comment HJ, I've read that Munch used to whip his paintings to make them behave when he was drunk, I whip the stars to keep them in orbit!

Fri, April 24th, 2020 5:43am

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