:fnord:
On a day like today
at an hour such as this
a child was born
into hectic bliss
a babyhood life
so precious and sweet
a miracle to survice
off of a big ol teat
tit for tack
it's downhill after that
climb aboard a spaceship
maybe they'll help you face it
the world is a maximizing space
for extrasensory development
and as we get nearer the doorway
steady glances it's way to our heartspace
thumb throttle
gross explosion
save it in a bottle
or keep it to yourself
like built in love potion
go :kingmeh:
audacious, intoxicating, cocksure!
:peedee:
"Channel".
Uh ah oh erm....
Without context, this makes me feel vaguely nauseated and squicked out.
I approve of outrageously shitty poetry.
Carry on.