by Buddha Bomb | Aug 14, 2005 | Verbology
I’ve hitchhiked around the Country, Flown around the World, And been around the Block. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 30, 2005 | Verbology
It is six in the morning, And the tequila is almost gone, Still tasting like lizard skin. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 29, 2005 | Verbology
Walking the Boulder Mall on Christmas Day, The normally busy streets are empty, Stray dogs and a bag lady. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 27, 2005 | Verbology
Walking down the Stairs, Brushed my ankle, The Cat on the way up. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 26, 2005 | Verbology
She Ripped out my Heart, And then she killed me, Her Eyes were Green and Pretty. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 25, 2005 | Verbology
Tea Drink Poem Wait To Hell with Hurry There is no Space to write this Sentence, Thus, There is no Orgasm to create this Image. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 25, 2005 | Verbology
All is Quiet, Thoughts come and go, Suddenly, this poem. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 23, 2005 | Verbology
You won’t find your mind Until you realize It isn’t there. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 22, 2005 | Verbology
Girl walks by, In the Mirror, During my Haircut. Copyright 2005 Buddha Bomb
by Buddha Bomb | Jun 21, 2005 | Verbology
It does not beat, it hisses, It is not warm, it’s cold. It is not the size of a fist, It’s the size of a knuckle. It is not pink, It’s black. It does not reside in her chest, Instead, it lives in her vagina. It does not beat, it hisses, It is not warm, it’s cold....
