(Slightly) Bored

Okay, slightly bored

daydreaming of a matador gored

and from every orifice blood was poured

while seeping toward a gasping hoard

with expressions of those completely floored

except for the smile of an evil lord

who deep inside his spirit soared

to keep the senorita girl, whom he had whored

and trapped away, tied up with cord

forever his, forever moored.


(Okay, more than slightly bored.)


Check out the Notes from the Author page for a little more about this poem.


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