Salmonella

Flimsy Whimsy

I shot a friend

who wore armor of brass

So the bullet pinged

Loud so very fast

And came right back

into the fat

of my a*s

enter me

in the library

a dome

Opened

I nosed through

Shelves of

Upstairs books

fingering

Poems in nooks

raw

as salmonella

poisoned pages for

the blind blistered

librarian

her blonde spirals

broad face

behind a desk

so dim

Stripped to her skin

On that carpet

See the

Burn on her back

&Bundles Of

hair

Stream in spindles

Draw me Naked

She said

to me

clothed so comfortable.

Her breast

Brushed

On the

floor

Author's Note

My Ass

Reviews

[Chadvonswan]

This was a great piece Zackary, really bromaestro..