Yesterday and Two Fathoms
Posted: April 15th, 2011, 9:04 pm
Troof Niggah
and Tim Whimsical
dey de Huck n Jim
tole me so
tole me jus like dat
takes a dyke to be a girl poet
gots to hate dey muthas
feminista cunt snugglers
say Troof Niggah awright
bout a time far ago n long away
where Sappho suck dat clit
lika big lipped bell
n labias floppy as ears
dat Troof Niggah be loobed
n shinin' lika fish glistnin n kissin de air
High yella same as saxophones
be bumblin like the beehive moth
de briarpatch tween dem trembin laigs
she feel dat poem a comin lika hell baby
n spitter out jus like ole Troof Nigah say
Tim Whimsical thinks it's damn funny
a joke that God didn't git
how poetrees for dykes n queers
n commonists n birds what forgot to fly
Ole Troof Niggah know
and he told Tim
n da gigolos an de cherubim
dey knows it's too late
da minute dey set dat raft adrift
lookin fo da pussy stainks like New Orleens
all damp n fishy where
da poems grow like cattails dipped
in whore's perfume n set on fire
little torches of sin, dey 'minds us
dey 'minds us of mommas
wit titties we nevah nursed
jus drank an cursed alla way to Barataria
and Tim Whimsical
dey de Huck n Jim
tole me so
tole me jus like dat
takes a dyke to be a girl poet
gots to hate dey muthas
feminista cunt snugglers
say Troof Niggah awright
bout a time far ago n long away
where Sappho suck dat clit
lika big lipped bell
n labias floppy as ears
dat Troof Niggah be loobed
n shinin' lika fish glistnin n kissin de air
High yella same as saxophones
be bumblin like the beehive moth
de briarpatch tween dem trembin laigs
she feel dat poem a comin lika hell baby
n spitter out jus like ole Troof Nigah say
Tim Whimsical thinks it's damn funny
a joke that God didn't git
how poetrees for dykes n queers
n commonists n birds what forgot to fly
Ole Troof Niggah know
and he told Tim
n da gigolos an de cherubim
dey knows it's too late
da minute dey set dat raft adrift
lookin fo da pussy stainks like New Orleens
all damp n fishy where
da poems grow like cattails dipped
in whore's perfume n set on fire
little torches of sin, dey 'minds us
dey 'minds us of mommas
wit titties we nevah nursed
jus drank an cursed alla way to Barataria