Quasi intellectuals are Only interested in their
Annual take home & knot.
If they happen to be gay
Only men seem to count
Cruising benefits apply
The petit b’jois with bowls
On the ready, handouts
Are always welcome, see.
You black shit you ranted
Storming on gale force
Wind. My brethren
Slumbered wide awake.
You, a coolie watched for
An endless while, while I
Picked up my pieces in The face of El Nin Yo. When I offered, ‘I’m a
Lesbian!’ The wreckage
Spread out far and wide.
No wonder & left me
Stunned, shitted upon &
Beslimed because by his
Words, ‘I do not like your
look’.
Quasi intellectuals are Only interested in their
Annual take home & knot.
Mia Nikasimo (c) June ‘09














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