4.11.2007
written in frustration for a laugh
melting
it's almost funny, melting.
hair coasting along
currents and waves
of gooey skin
eyeballs slipping down
like pickle slices
hurled against a storefront window
they ripple into a fleshy pool
gummy beneath my pumas
spinning and twirling about
like they can still see
it's almost funny to melt
organs dripping like crayons
off an almost bare skeleton
and if my tongue hadn't fallen
beside some wriggling intestine
i might just have to scream
because it's just almost that funny