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poetry by mellissa and me. I went to the website of a girl I know in Texas. her name is Mellissa. she had a bunch of poetry on her page. i had the ability to edit it. therefore, i did. it's funnier if you read her versions first on her website. here's my edited versions: (1) You're washing me away again Bending down and beating me against the rocks You can't shake me clean! I am a dirty dirty girl I really need to shower (2) I will tear down your walls And replace them with Legos (3) I will inject you in me Grab my needles and tear away at the skin You are my cocaine This euphoria can kill me But I don't mind Because cocaine isn't injected (4) I can feel you Calling me A million miles away I can smell you I can feel you in me Pulsing and beating Making me hurt Making me feel like a camel (5) Brick by brick I will break you down And paint each piece of you The color of my eyes My hair My hands Me And that color is fuschia (6) And you You will be destroying me Throwing me Breaking me apart Making me worship you But it's my fault for dressing like a whore (7) And still you faze me I'm straining, pulling, stretching To see your face To feel you like I know you can feel the bulge in my pants, even though i told you i'm a woman (8) You are painted my color I have made sure of that the paint wasn't cheap i am. (9) And what a beautiful sound you make As I take you apart And eat you piece by piece I am full of you Yet, still void of you McDonalds charges too damned much for a double quarter-pounder (10) And as you wash me away I will wash your dishes and laundry and do all the other things women are supposed to do. (11) Brick by brick You scrape the fingernail polish off my nails (12) And the other washes me away with his tears As I hold his hand And tell him he can put his pants back on now (13) I am void of emotion In telling him its over All I can think about Is getting home to brush my teeth (14) I've overcome the obstacles Now give a gerbil to me I gave myself to a gerbil A million years ago When I first met a gerbil When I first wanted a gerbil When I first loved a gerbil (15) I can smell you again And I can feel your breath On my fingers As I imagine myself holding your amazing face And breathing you in Like a monkey Like a damned monkey Like a damned moneky humping my leg repeatedly. this is me.i was writed on 2001-11-24 at 9:49 p.m. i was writed before this and i was writed after this i make comments here and you can make comments here |