Beep Beep

Becoming a scavenger in shadows  
listening to BS and criers  
while polishing your body ink
Look for a rainbow and not fliers  
or read a book if not ignorant    
 
The more you search  
for pornography on the net  
behind your wife's back    
the deeper your mind regresses  
Like an empty bag of Cheetos  
 
But on the site, you are a star  
rising to your own imperfection  
like Snoop Dogg or Homer Simpson  
Obscene and innocent as Aunt Bea  
and sour pickles in a jar    
 
Then you die a gruesome insanity  
of old age and a catheter dripping  
not knowing heads or tails  
As your skin turns to scales  
a potted plant on your wife's vanity    
 
You got what you ask for  
now running with the pack  
Chasing your own Pulitzer  
as if it was a car  
"Beep beep beep beep  
His horn went beep beep beep"