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Edward Grim
Senior Member

since 2005-12-18

Posts 1154
Greenville, South Carolina

0 posted 2006-06-08 05:46 PM

The Cut Loose

She jumped trampoline
celebrating her newfound
severed repugnance.
She was pumped up,
pushed in,
puffed out.

Freed by enhancements,
she found happiness.
Dr. Goozeman made sure of that,
that good ol’ surgical magician.

“Twinkyish” Eric
fell down Timmy’s fireplace (Geronimo).
He frequently plugged the toilet.
But now he plugged Timmy’s chimney.
Confined by brick,
he was only looking for his red truck.

She sexied down the street
receiving cricket whistles
from the whistleless constructors
(they couldn’t crack the sharp toot
but they found a way).

She felt libido
in her rubber band skirt
and skin conforming top
complementing her uppers.

Timmy’s parents woke up,
owners of the fireplace.
They were upset that a kid was
stuck in their shoot.
Timmy upset because the fat kid
plugged Santa’s entrance.
Timmy liked his scooters.

She rolled up to the club
on the back of a Yamaha.
Her tattoo-man escort
had his eyes surgically attached
to her surgical ego-boosters in black bustier.
Like everything above her neck missed role call.
She felt like five o’clock scooter-trash
on a Tuesday morning.

She had never felt so trapped in her life,
it was like when she was ugly.
But now she felt trapped
in a bimbo’s mold.

Two hours in the smoke shoot.
Flashing red lights
and yellow-suited men
whistled up ladders
tapping fiddler on the roof.
Being stuck in the chimney
reminded Eric of that time
he tried to put on his old jeans,
very taut.

Getting fatso out of the brick tower
was like surgery or giving birth even.
An hour of “surgery” and…
he popped out.
Timmy’s fireplace birthed a fat kid.

Eric had never felt so free
in all his life.
His freedom felt like the glory
of stretchy pants.

But better yet,
he found his truck.

I know I have a couple partially made-up words in here; what can I say? Read Jabberwocky, lol.

I'm not smart, I'm just a tricky dumb person.

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

1 posted 2006-06-08 05:54 PM

Like everything above her neck missed role call.

I love it all... but especially this line... Sometimes, ya just gotta reach out, tilt a chin up... and remind them there's a face. LOL Great write!!

Jess
Member

since 2006-06-06

Posts 243
Washington

2 posted 2006-06-08 09:36 PM

Lol..."she sexied down the street!"

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