Friday, 16 May 2008

I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you

A friend of mine had this messenger status tonight. Very intrigued by the romanticism of that line, I clicked the link he posted and found the poem below. In spite of the porn twisted nature of it <span class=, this remains a beautiful piece of poetry.
Check it out.

The Beautiful Poem


I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.

Pissing a few moments ago
I looked down at my penis
affectionately.

Knowing it has been inside
you twice today makes me
feel beautiful.

3 A.M.
January 15, 1967

1 comment:

Summer said...

Super tare =)) ;))

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