Pillow Talk


in a shed

he was dead

he pulled up rank

like a bird

sitting on a duck

with feathers in its hand

they’re not getting along

because of the symptoms

of the hen on animal farm

shove it up a horse’s mouth

there’s something to talk about

for me

when I have a voice again

thanks to you

he never did ask you anything

about being smart

he just said you were intelligent

I can sit on the bed

right beside you

telling him how to spell

now that’s funny as hell