A.j. Binash

(04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

Sprinkles for Dinner?


I flexed my stone throw
Like a rubber band.
I hoped the glass would taste
Like Shock Tarts.

As pieces embedded into my tongue
I found a way
To organize my endeavors
Into a speech
Better reserved for prayer.

O Course
I recognized all purposes to kneel.
I thought of few that didn’t involve
Fellatio.

I desired a kneeling temptation.

I found a sober quality in the words
I constructed.

As they were spoken
In day to day conversation

The text prepared them
To pretend.

Thus assuring an addictive smile
For goodbye.

But
As goes any cultural trend…

The words became digested in mass quantity.
The people abandoned proper speech
For something with more
“umph.”

That’s why churches and sex stores
Are open 24hours.

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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