I've got a new idea for a series of poems. Similar to the poem off that MrZack and I were involved in over the summer, I am going to take my titles from published poems. I'm hoping that I can write at least three poems a week in this manner.
if he christens me indiscriminately
semen crusted condoms
lining trashcans of indeterminate size.
i'll give you a prize
if you can guess how many condoms
are in that bag
before i take out the trash tomorrow morning.
The title of this poem comes from "His Maculate Erection" by Bryan D. Dietrich.
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