Torch Lite

Insensitive Cochons give me no air

As they root and feed root and feed

I must be the shit splattered everywhere

as they grunt and sniff, grunt and sniff

I forgot my really good line (again)

As I get pushed aside

and into the wall

bloodying my nose

that sprays all over them

As they root and feed, grunt and sniff

I sink to the ground

On dirty straw and exhale

Too tired to get up

Kicking an exclusion zone

I wrap my arms around my knees

as the shit soaks into my pants

and believe this is really happening.

It’s all part of Gods plan for me.

©2017 Andrew Watkins


Published by Andrew Mark Watkins

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