And To Think I Saw It On Mulberry Street

Hey! It doesn't rhyme. Therefore it's not just art, it's artsy fartsy.
carlos el segundo

Another volcano emerges from my Neanderthal-like brow
I force it to erupt remembering the joy that put it there
Consuming your fat makes me expand in these ways
My bowels are streamlined and poisonous from your grease
Screaming from the bathroom is more of an orgasm
Too bad my pores clog with too many visits