Mutiny Aboard SS. Heart Attack
“All I want to do is fuck and look good!”
Said the wood to Captain Goose, wing on an
empty noose, by the bin, behind the blood,
between thighs of steel and weeping lice.
“Shit stains sip on soda water,” replied
sipping on her soda water, trucker
clamped, half devoured by Sour Cunt,
signing lists on the hunt of the hooker.
Lewis Dalton