Wednesday, March 08, 2006

trees

fuck. trees.

fuck fuck fuck. goddammit, I really fucking need to get laid. how are you going to get me laid, trees? with your bark, and your sap—how are these things—will you come to life, trees, and fuck me? will I be able to take my tree-woman around town, showing her off to all my friends? will I go into the forest and it turns into a writhing sea of hoes, all clamoring for my love, but then I wake up naked and my genitals are raw from bark-scraping and the whole thing was just a hallucination?

trees! of what use are trees, and their oxygen-making? if it’s not pussy I don’t want to hear about it.

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