Filthy
To Quote the Dead Kennedys
"Jigger of formaldehyde," Up my ass, Like a rectal suppository... (Farts in the breeze.) --Okay, so I can't write a fucking haiku, what's it to ya'?
Turning
Throwing the log on the wheel I grab my chisel as it begins to spin Who will win The day will have to wait and see Will it be this block
Atomic HistorianPublished 7 months ago in PoetsYou
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Again
TW:... Offensive language! Now, let's see if you can find this rap's tempo. Revenge is a dish best served cold. *** This is it, I’m done with
A holy touch
Ragged scuffing - the dragging of my shoe against the concrete matching the chalk against board in my head. Needling wind, arid crackles of skin
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His Smooth Skin
I feel his skin smooth has cotton. Touching him sends shockwaves through me. His eyes open gingerly the look of desire. As my hands glide up and down his skin twitches and soft moan dances around us.
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Painting with words Spilt from the mind Writing whatever comes next No time to check Is it good Is it bad To live a life focused on perfection
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