Car Accident Listening To Sinead O' Connor Poem by Christopher Allen

Car Accident Listening To Sinead O' Connor



i want you to come and please me
on this cloudless
suffocating turkish bath
stickiness

put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on me

on my way to the bureau department
to assist and back stuff

i perform a u-turn that sandpapers
a freewheelin'
cab of a man who hops over and
screams
in front of my bonnet possessed
slamming his mittens on the steel

put your hands on me

he unveils the damage but then delineates
it's not his
ha
ha

we can hear sinead yowling

you know that i can thrill you

i feel the lather under my arms
i am being walloped and flogged
from
up above

i pay the man in greenbacks
and he boodles away
saying

gimme, yes!

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