Cento Poet - In Christ There Is No East or West or Right or Left Either

Cento Poet - In Christ There Is No East or West or Right or Left Either

Sushi white, her eyes are glowing green br You fat disgusting bitch, br I'm a real mad man br I 've looked into thee eyes br And know that down the toilet bowl br All I can think of is food br br A thousand Blue-jays & Ravens br Wake latent desire, br With love encrusted on its wings, br And fall back in it with br Sodden moor splashed sandals squelched br And so goes the process br br Teeth shift in the east br Soon Christ will crush his head br Wearing hospitalities fake fur br Just something to take away the pain, br Did they cry? ? br But wasn't Hamlet tragic pig? br My misery crescendos at ill will br Thus I was born, gory and br All alone br Don’t leave my side.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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