To Fuck Or To Eat

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "Interstate Freedom"

Submitted: April 13, 2016

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To Fuck Or To Eat

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Drag the world

Across the ground

__and run around

The blank eyes that stare

Are all fluttering everywhere

And when the pizza leaves the skies

Thru the imprints of the stars

An open hand marks the pie

I'm slapped to death

Not merely for laughing at the ghosts

But for the way the slices of cheese

__laugh and boast

Could my hankering for food

__just be a delight in my stomach?

Hunger always turns into eating

And I just get fatter

Why are the jellied toast

Just bellow my belly anyway?

Am I just to fuck this bread

__and nothing more?

Maybe the temptress in the fridge'

Knows exactly why there's holes

__in the pie crust that is her

But I could give a fuck for apples

__in a pie

I won't say I already know

What to fuck

__and what to eat

But whatever I choose to do which with

My body will be happy

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04-13-'16 #2

D. L. Cannon


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