Wednesday, April 25, 2012
love is cheese
stringy melted cheese
the kind you dream about
the kind you can’t have
the kind that makes you constipated
the kind that makes you bleed inside
it comes in fake forms
rubber yellow tofu blocks
a message to all you cheese eaters:
you don’t know what you fucking have.
someday, i’ll eat so much cheese,
it will kill me.