When I am Drunk I Write Weird Poems
Hehehehe
Hello.
I
Am nice to meet you.
Yes.
Turn around,
I’ll rip your skull open,
And mayhaps ill step a little inside.
It’ll be fun!!!!!
Won’t it?
I think so!
I’ll snuggle up,
Beside your brain
And take a peak
Into your maze.
It’s fleshy
It’s pink.
It’s salty,
It’s tasty,
I enjoy licking it.
I feel closer to you.
May I comment,
Your skull is rather smooth.
Quite comforting,
Its oh so tough demeanour.
Demeanour?
Substance?
Nah,
Demeanour,
It is just a bit of a tough guy,
(but I know deep down he can be crushed).
So, “hello” I say!
Hello!
I feel so close
When snuggling,
When mutilating,
Your silly little skull. -sothig
















