Matadors & Cowboys
I don’t
know which is
more depressing–
driving a
sword between
a bull’s
shoulder blades
or
riding him
with a
rope cinched
around his
balls.
I don’t
know which is
more depressing–
driving a
sword between
a bull’s
shoulder blades
or
riding him
with a
rope cinched
around his
balls.
Filed under poems & short jabs