there are things that should never happen to you.A Poem by h d e rushinI am no good dancer but not the one, never to dance at all. And on those occasions when I do my right hand flings in the air as if picking the grapes from the belly of Dionysus. Like on Soul Train when Don Cornelius commanded and the pop-lockers went vertical , or like the w***e who caresses the fallen testicles of life's oldest lover, there are things that should never happen to you. Alone in the night sky, the asteroid clips the top of my home but only lops off the side nearest the neighbor who thinks he's the god of every season. So he peers into my broken bedroom during "Antiques Road Show" the fine arts edition, only to witness what I have come to call sex on Saturday nights. Where the brown teddy bear implores me to "Go Deeper! That's it, right there! Now spank it"! He screams. "Twist my missing ears" © 2015 h d e rushinReviews
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