J.J. Campbell

i think i finally found the right drugs

and in my dreams
i’m elvis straining
on the toilet, wondering
when peanut butter
and banana beat out
pussy as my favorite
thing to eat
suddenly, pam grier
saunters into the room
explaining to me all the
reasons why we could
never work as a couple
she slides me her room
key and begs me to come
prove her wrong
my juices start to flow
this is a challenge i’ve
been dying to accept for
forty fucking years now
i get up and start to march
to her room, all the while
forgetting to wipe
i wake up and grab a pen
someone somewhere
will see the metaphor
here and will hopefully
be laughing as well

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s