Across the sea there swells a man <br />with pots and pans and billy cans <br />in arid country with cactus pricks <br />he kneads the damper, burns the sticks <br /> <br />he sees a hairy womb at the creek <br />wanders down to platypus peek <br />he gazes beak flickered smothered of mud <br />and throbs of hardness enriched of blood<br /><br />pssive w nker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-probuttal/
