GORGAN

The Gorgan

called me late last night...

 

The Gorgan

could not find a nightlight...

 

The Gorgan

could not visit me here...

 

The Gorgan

could not & would not for fear

of turning my cock into flesh hard as stone...

 

The Gorgan believes & leaves me alone...

 

Rip out my heart...

Smash my brains & my bones...

 

Free me from suffering here all alone.

© SEPTEMBER 29, 2001 By Jason Wright

- For Bradlee -

It's Not As Bad As It Sounds.