burst day

well it's been the proverbial
rollem coaster all week
i'm wanting you and then you bring
her in
the dom. gawd how could i want a three
some? you me and the mask.

so it's three days crying about it.
then you understand. don't ever ask
just wait for me to do it.
i'm sticky that way.

then this wilma looks as if
she's gonna change all our plans
capricious bitch
spills the baggie and all the smoke
escapes, like a shorted transistor.

that's ok, it's meds enough for now.
another she's tying up
the phone line. this is the first
buzz i've gotten since monday
why can't i just stay on the line
and listen.

i don't like the light coming at me
from behind. it reminds me of the rendition
we did sheltered by the sand dune that time
you remember? with bitty betty
and the boiz, a mangy mutt singing
like a meuzzin. bow to allah now.

he's finally showered and smells
less like wet dog. we go for xenocide
like every other nite.