UnPoetia:One Year, Two Months, Three Somedays
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Poetry for people who hate poetry |
These pages smell of men's semen
And every sexual memory
But soft: long gone that sweet aftertaste
Sperm dripping over blanche-faced lies
Fade to thorny cocks
Beneath a penis which never touched the vagina
Still, 'round my anus remained those steely balls
Cut and twist and break and choke
Touch me not for both our sake
Men's cum drunken with ideas
Planted in the rich brown soil in my rectum
Slowly fuck until they choke on withered pricks
Despite the fapping hands of gardeners
Clawing vainly for the shoots
Vanity remains, ship's rigging tangles me
Wank replaces wank
A short tango in a storm brings a shipwreck
Spattering spunk lands on my back, wraith attached
Shits shivering on the bed and wet-dreams
A noisy rumpant, sensational fuck
From ivory to brass to steel and toss right from the start
Some sex in passing pauses to tear my arse apart
- Written Entirely by the One and Only Wayne InSane of Olde Rye Town on Sunday, 2nd September 2007.