SEX THROUGH MY EYEBALL

by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal

I am under a spell.
There is a witch
who’s having sex
through my eyeball.

I want to kill the witch.
She lives over
on Crenshaw in
a real shit hole.

I need to talk to the
President or
with someone who’s
in government.

She is wishing me to
hell. The devil
has cast this spell
on me because

I was watching porn on
the internet.
I saw the witch
in a threesome

with the President and
Ozzie’s Harriet.
I want to tear
my eyeball out.