Cunt..
He was one.
I called it;
kamikaze,
at work.
In front of a long line of customers
fuck the job
I said
'bob wallace
you
are a cunt'
and it was the most satisfying storm out ever.
but
goddammit
if i didnt just go and leave my purse
yes
i know..
saying
forgot my purse
took a little bit
of the professionalism
out of it..
and may my cunt
forgive my slander
my tender pastry
is almost nothing like
a fat hairy ex-footballer
from Newcastle
I read a poem once
about a woman
smelling her own cunt
in the university student committee newspaper
i mean i dont mind the cunt
but i did have to question
whether my student fees
couldnt have been diverted into something
more productive-
like a poolparty
for lonely hamsters
or a new spatula for the library
but back to the cunt in question
i apologise
it was disrespectful
to vaginas
but appropriate
at the time
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