Friday, March 23, 2012

Frontward and Backward

By Heather McCoy

"Naomi," I Moan.

“Eros? Sidney, my end is sore.

A slut nixes sex in Tulsa

“Egad! No bondage?”

“Strap on no parts.

” Dammit, I'm Mad! So, Ida, adios.


Cain: A maniac.

How? O, he boinks. Ask Niobe how. Oh.


Dennis and Edna sinned.

We panic in a pew.

Won't lovers revolt now?

Sore eye, Eros?

Don't nod.

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