on and on

on and on tan in a can sex in a pan bird in the hand; show me something real. bed in a bag coal shovel gag a nudie mag; real, but what's the deal? box full of jack lunch in a sack poke in the back; we hear the bells peal. world torn by war must kill some more. heartsnow so sore; whose balls made of steel? 01-01-11 ©tlp 2011 Almostnothing about this seemsmine, should I scrap such projects? I think I fare better with metaphor and imagery, love, sex and depression. At least I'm comfortable with those.