Stealing My Hostess' Twinkie Then Givin' It Back Poem by Bull Hawking

Stealing My Hostess' Twinkie Then Givin' It Back



i like riding red roller coaster
as long as the poster is you
'specially when we hit dips and curves
then you grab me right there
while suspended in air
see me yelping with glee
with these tracks together we're free
on the down run
your hands are up
me playing robber
who's giving it back

never forget that both of us lack
we'll make a contract
to do cataract falls
in eye shot of soft shore
blink twice i'm there
or anywhere
baby, this ain't no chore

Monday, January 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: afterlife
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 26 January 2015

Entertaining. Has a nice rhythm to it.

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