
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.