i just cant help writing
bizarre dirty ditties
random rhymes about buttholes
willies and titties
internal mental dandruff
showers my neurological form
sometimes it doesn't rain for months
sometimes it's nothing but storms
a torrent a tirade
from somewhere deep inside
a multitude of mirthful musings
a profanity laced tide
the taboo the unspoken
the half-truths the rumour
are up ended then blended
twisted no filter humour
with tongue firmly in cheek
i laugh all alone
slyly slowly eroding
your thin comfort zone
offensive provocative
the hidden is laid bare
your final reaction?
don't know don't care
egged on by your outrage
i watch your head turn
i feast on your awkward
i relish your squirm
i laugh at my own ruminations
as they spin in a fretful rage
the grey matter does nothing but panic
until they're words on a page
everything i mess up
deliberately out of place
waiting for that priceless look
that you choose for your face
order in the chaos
sublime in the perverse
i just call it as i see it
a blessing and a curse
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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