Gasoline 4 Replies Under a blanket of gasoline I light a match and blame God. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
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 LikeLike Reply ↓
Hernan J Monzon Post authorMarch 30, 2014 at 5:26 pm I stroked myself dry – ‘HAHAHAHAHA’ LikeLike 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. 🙂 LikeLike Reply ↓
Hernan J Monzon Post authorMarch 31, 2014 at 4:46 pm Not this time, you’re dead on. I was actually going to entitle this ‘humanity’ LikeLike Reply ↓
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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
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I stroked myself dry – ‘HAHAHAHAHA’
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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. 🙂
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Not this time, you’re dead on. I was actually going to entitle this ‘humanity’
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