Jerrybaldy
06-11-2011, 08:02 PM
You others were entertainment.
I never professed to need you,
I laughed out loud
and massaged camomile
on your itchy allergic thoughts.
You hid your discharge
in sweetly scented pants.
Your poetry amused me
in its similarity
to the crap that I think too
is unbareable at half past two.
You others will not last,
you will not be there
when I am fading and I need another.
You are not my friends,
I will not see your winning smiles.
You others were entertainment.
But you,
yes, you,
you winner,
you shone through.
I never professed to need you,
I laughed out loud
and massaged camomile
on your itchy allergic thoughts.
You hid your discharge
in sweetly scented pants.
Your poetry amused me
in its similarity
to the crap that I think too
is unbareable at half past two.
You others will not last,
you will not be there
when I am fading and I need another.
You are not my friends,
I will not see your winning smiles.
You others were entertainment.
But you,
yes, you,
you winner,
you shone through.