Poems from (otherwise) Inanimate Objects

[McClain]

The picnic was going well.

Knuckles then grabbed Sonic by the spines and bent him over the wheel well in the bed of their 95' Isuzu Pickup.

Sonic told Knuckles that he wanted to reenact Brokeback Mountain. Sonic had to grunt the request through a twisted jaw because Knuckles was using his forearm to mash Sonic's face against the inside of the truck.

"I'll be Jake Gyllenhaal and you get to be that dead guy, but you have to rail me like a dead guy would," said Sonic. "No silly! Dead guys don't wear latex!"

Knuckles ran his knuckles up to Sonic's hedge. Then he hogged his pink-thing in Sonic's exhaust like a hot taquito in a bowl of refried beans. Which is exactly what they were going to be having for lunch at the picnic.

Sonic sqealed in misery as Knuckles strangled him with his tail and punched him in the back of the neck. And rode him like a lolcat on a monorail. And stuff.




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