COMEDY Poem: Chest, by Issac Cordova

I’m kept my witts down below
In a sewer of this rat race
Christmas Day trapped me in a porno
Staring at myself in a window
Is this year going to slit my throat
My shadow follows three times
The size of me I fell off the gorilla tree
Sometimes I pound my chest
Then I look around no one
He definitely gets
Sometimes I pound my chest
Like King Kong…
…Scharted My First Time

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