Here are some poems, composed by a puppet,

some are my own and some of them not.

You can like one, or quite like them all,

or simply not like them a hell of a lot.


x



Saturday 20 October 2012

Le Poète

after Rodin

how is it girls
can conjure up
a baby
using just a spoon

of sperm?
that shit sure smells
like alchemy 
to me.

still, i've not had 
a warm bath 
or wank
for over a month now

and my nuts feel 
like a fun-swim
at my local
swimming pool

so perhaps 
some of the magic
is in 
me.

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