19Sep
Brick Pig Poem
on the brick
the spray-paint drips
as the artist
shapes her breasts
like butter
on top of a pancake
lathered in syrup
like an old 80s pop song
sweet as can be
is there even a head in that bitch?
on the brick
inside are whatever families
tenements, projects,
crackheads, cheaters, rapists
and cop killers
but outside
the spray-painter
in hoodie
drips syrupy goodness
of a big juicy pair
is there even a head on the bitch?
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