Sunday, February 27, 2005

societyfuckedme (old poem, but it's so good, and it inspires me)

I
he's big,smiles,
--a clown that's
not funny
but quite mean—
he's going to eat.
(big teeth)

funny to feel eaten,
and cycled
around.
and funny how this feels
so wrong (and goes round
and round)
when does it stop?
where is it found?

laughter,dead balls fall
balled into dead—out of reality.

II
Society, fuck you,
laughing coon,
bigsmilingman.
go down and fall
and leave me be.

ifeeldead
i feel eaten
BEATEN
d e s t r o y e d
fad
ed
and gone
left
leaving

Society why won't you die
be shot by an assassin?
if i could shoot a gun
i'd shoot you down
and you'd be gone.
right in the head
. . .dead.

i have will,will inside
and captured butterflies
i have things most gracious
but they're all circumsized
i'm just a penis,aren't i society
a penis for your insides.
all i have is in you,stabbing
(you) PRICK
–ing.
you should feel glad i'm circumsized.
i'm just a penis,i go inside.
i'm too hard,but really flaccid inside.
i guess we fucked in the end.

III
you to me i to you
me and her and all them too
fucked you inside,outside,through.
i hope your face erred in pleasure;
i hope your pussy felt really good.
my penis didn't
it felt wasted
it felt desecrated,raped,and forced.

i'll ejaculate.
spawntheSEED.
down we go—ashes, ashes;
bleed;

ovulation?
sure as we breathe.

Society,you're of the sexist breed.
like your fucking?

IV
i was a virgin
--doing fine
then you came along
and made me go.

you whore,
cur,(metrosexual i say with a smile,
that term so numb)
you boar.
sleuthing egotistical bore.

i was a virgin
--doing fine
then you fucked me,
showed me all i am is just a penis,
and i go inside.
nothing beautiful—i'm of no great design.

sure as we breathe,i'm dying—
dying by your whoreish deeds.
Society,you deserve to bleed.

your period's a few days away.
what they hey—let's fuck today.
maybe we'll have a baby,
just like yours is god.

V
you beast,
with large teeth,
and an even wider O
--the one that's your whole—
(hole)
the one where i go in,
and go in slow.
and there's hair there,
i know.

pub(ic)[hair]:I:lic(k),
my tongue in there.
raw.
and then my stick
to poke around.

VI
i grab your breast,you beast.
horny harsh hands.
(lustful lashes land)

your breast:
milks us all.
sour,curdled milk.
and the nipples are harsh.


Society,your period's a few days away.
(and we're fucking today)
be sure to wear a tampon,
don't let it leak away.

be sure to fuck as many as you can
give birth to more children,
i think i like wacking around the Bush.

VII
i grab your stomach,you beast.
horny harsh hands.
(lustful lashes land)
no-man's land.
sex is the juice
in my trench where i wage.

sex(less)ed fucking.

Society,you have strong strangling hands
they grab me and i can barely stand.

fuck you,man.

VIII
i guess we fucked in the end.
it was well (and good) and grand,
and now i'll see you later.

Death is release, a bloodsoaked fan.
thank god for that much to have had.

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