I Am Tickled (Pink) Love Poem for Chris Crocker R. W. Watkins, in a bid to commit artistic suicide for cutey-pie Chrissy
Hold me tight hermaphrodite I need to feel you every night
Cling to me androgyny like sunken ships beneath the sea
They put a price on the will to be dollar-science treachery a strange situation expensive operation just to reach conformity
Make my scene petite drag queen you're gorgeous, girlish and only nineteen
On the brink don't stop to think from your side I will never shrink
It's cold and calm like a skating rink surgeons' knives—they cut in sync now some call it sinning —but it's just a new beginning and oh how I am tickled pink
(Note to Chrissy: Jimmy Kimmel is probably younger and cuter than me, but you wouldn't mind if I put some of my Skittles in your mouth, too, would you...?)
R. W. Watkins lives in Canada.
Visit his MySpace here.
Last update : 18-09-2007 06:41
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