Colin Farrell & Virginia Woolf

by Emil Xaro

A poem inspired by Colin Farrell & Virginia Woolf

You had me behaving like a fool

I was a slave for the pink flesh of your black cunt.

That colored girl tricked me,

Did you see me Virginia, parading my lust?

How could I be so ridiculous?

Maybe you could laugh for a moment Virginia? But I know how miserable you must have been at first. What is all this in comparison to an asteroid, a potato blight, or our financial crisis? I was high on cocaine Virginia! I was not my self, I rarely am. It’s my job to lie around in the vegetable garden, in the self-flagellation of emotions.

After all what’s more interesting your rotting skull or my naked body?

The ecstatic pleasure of whipping ourselves in praise of the lord

Painfully humiliating, to catch a fleeting glance of the everlasting

A cross of dust hidden among the daffodils.

 

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