Deep Throat

Regurgitation like backwash

On my tonsils

And flourishes to anger and delight

There are monsters

Under my bed

And voices in my head

And observation with my doctor

Has led me to believe

That there is no one who loves me

And my nasal cavity starts to bleed

There is a pain in my chest

And all this trauma 

And unrest 

And upheaval

I'm a deep throat boy instead

I swallow the words, the hiccups 

And bubbles, and static and rhymes

In my throat...

The white creamy substance

Like marshmallow 

My name in the TV and radio and songs

My ear is being pulled

I like it though 

I'm a deep throat boy instead

And I wear guerlain kiss kiss bee honey glow....

I wonder how it would be if I were straight

Inspite of my swishy nature....

And I decide I must be naughty by nature 

I'm a deep throat boy instead

Better that than off to be dead 

To bed 

Then To rest in peace

You see

I'm a deep throat boy

I pout my lips and dicks spit conveniently

I go into a convenience store and shake

My butt in front of the check out clerk

And order sausage pizza from Fasano's 

I tip the delivery boy with a blowjob

And all this with voices in my head

I'm a deep throat boy instead

I hear, "Suck suck suck!" 

"You're the President!"

The voices continue, "Lady Gaga 

"Has you on the menu- She will eat u alive!"

But then again anything she has ever done

Has always been so contrived and redundant..... The voice says, 

"The Senator has your back- Gaga is whack!" And crack is on the streets again!

And people are still holding other people back!  Pucker your sexy lips and spill your cream- I'm a deep throat boy - the American Greek cum filled dream!