Gasoline 4 Replies Under a blanket of gasoline I light a match and blame God. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading... Related
Scott March 29, 2014 at 1:12 pm This is almost like Self-immolation haiku. My fave! I doused her in gas, and while she begged for her life i stroked myself dry Loading... Reply ↓
Skye @ TheSanctuaryofMyHeart March 30, 2014 at 9:23 pm God is always to blame…..it is rather sad…..the grand scapegoat so we do not have to look at ourselves. At least that is what I got out of this…. I am usually off base, though. 🙂 Loading... Reply ↓
Hernan J Monzon March 31, 2014 at 4:46 pm Not this time, you’re dead on. I was actually going to entitle this ‘humanity’ Loading... Reply ↓
This is almost like Self-immolation haiku. My fave!
I doused her in gas,
and while she begged for her life
i stroked myself dry
I stroked myself dry – ‘HAHAHAHAHA’
God is always to blame…..it is rather sad…..the grand scapegoat so we do not have to look at ourselves. At least that is what I got out of this…. I am usually off base, though. 🙂
Not this time, you’re dead on. I was actually going to entitle this ‘humanity’