Girl With An Eggplant Tattoo Poem by Indigo Hawkins
Girl With An Eggplant Tattoo
has hair like diseased corn.
Yesterday she supposed: “Goodness, like fruit,
should not be so expensive, since our labor is so cheap. ”
Now her brazen-eyed barbwire voice scolds:
“You killed him wrong.
“You gotta slug ‘em with a sledgehammer, smack 'em
right in the chi - smooth, slick - stupefy ‘em quick
then slit the throat before they squeal themselves satanic.”
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5/3/2024 10:30:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Raw bloodthirst, pure libido! :)