06/10/2008

PWEESE talks 2 me

kitteh searches 4 her pencils, her numbars,
her nubians, her promotishinal papers.

they B all in your hair, I tells her, wut
can I say? Nuffin. Gives me dat pees

uf papur & den we’ll talk. Gives me
a little bit uf your hair. Da air

is fulluf it & dis unhelthi relatshunships
wiffout pilots and nevah takins off,

nevah sayin anyfing, but complains:
me stomach is too big, it carries

butterflyse carry-ons & butter
cups around ur humps like a

nevah-sayin-nuffin pees uf
adminstrative silence.

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