VANDALISM
pee…
pee…
i need to tug-
tug
my skirt
down,
i sit on the throne of heaven –
ahhhhhhh…
earth’s heaven indeed,
its scriptures came into light,
the wisdom of cubicle angels etched
on the walls of this paradise:
“I’m still a virgin – would it hurt?”
“Yes, honey, but don’t let that
stop you from cumming.”
“I dream of marrying my Psych prof!”
“Dream on – his gay.”
“Join the revolution!
Oust the fascist!
Free the country!”
“Let’s live in the mountains!”
“I love my girlfriend –
we had sex here!”
“Shit! I’m 2 months preggy!
Does any bitch know
where I could get help?”
“I know this place in Quiapo.
Drink 12 pills of Cytotec and
go there – they got rid
of my problem.”
this is a glimpse
of their heaven,
a revelation of
their four-cornered paradise.
i fix my skirt,
i head outside,
i look at the sky,
Heaven has no walls.
pee…
i need to tug-
tug
my skirt
down,
i sit on the throne of heaven –
ahhhhhhh…
earth’s heaven indeed,
its scriptures came into light,
the wisdom of cubicle angels etched
on the walls of this paradise:
“I’m still a virgin – would it hurt?”
“Yes, honey, but don’t let that
stop you from cumming.”
“I dream of marrying my Psych prof!”
“Dream on – his gay.”
“Join the revolution!
Oust the fascist!
Free the country!”
“Let’s live in the mountains!”
“I love my girlfriend –
we had sex here!”
“Shit! I’m 2 months preggy!
Does any bitch know
where I could get help?”
“I know this place in Quiapo.
Drink 12 pills of Cytotec and
go there – they got rid
of my problem.”
this is a glimpse
of their heaven,
a revelation of
their four-cornered paradise.
i fix my skirt,
i head outside,
i look at the sky,
Heaven has no walls.
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