Thursday, August 13, 2009

Tarantino said it best when he
called you
Inglorious Bastards.
My knuckles
are bruised from the beating
I have given you

in the dining room with the
baseball bat

in the kitchen with the
knife

in the conservatory with the
pipe wrench.

1 comment:

JMBG said...

You have successfully scared the fuck out of me. Cool poem.