College Magnetic Poetry Vol. 1

I eat her peach, like it was a screaming bed
Rob lathered her pink butt, like I said
She urges me to lick the bare breasts, or no head
They want the mist under the dress, and she is red
I cry, but think those rose petals are like a knife
My woman moans as we fall with spring through life
Smell sweet honey like a purple forest o’ eggs
He sees my finger smear next to the smooth hot leg
Watching two girls waxin’ & milkin’ without you
The gorgeous goddess needs his languid tongue to be true
Deliriously drunk & a repulsive moment recalls an ugly day
I felt the beauty whispering lust, wanting to play
Sweat leaves my apparatus juicy and shiny, always beating it away
Frantic spray floods the luscious garden from behind
Trying to swim beneath a language o’ an elaborate mind
Winter crushes drool over lovely eyes
On top, producing no sleep as we lie
Together, eternity is an essential chain
Manipulating me through bitter rain
Mothers can ask to stop, but still get to blow
I pound your fluff and then must go
Getting shot in some hair is easy when you are not above
Shadows o’ their enormous size is what you vision and love

Circa 1998

*Author’s Note: I feel I should explain this mess. It was written in college on a buddy’s fridge with the non-x-rated magnetic poetry. It is horribly juvenile and I love it all the more for that reason.

Words Keep Me Buoyed

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Words keep me buoyed
Sanity sifted, then promptly returned
Thought processes turned on end
Satisfaction smells like salty sunburns
But we were born out of time
Scribbles & poems don’t mean anything anymore
But to a few hidden scoundrels
The fringe of society behind unmarked doors

These Pages Are My Refuge

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These pages are my refuge
The simplest often seem best
I cannot hide my heart
I will not keep it close to the vest
These words are my soul
I will not hide them behind a mask
I will not conform to society
No matter how many times they might ask

I’m Not Going To Apologize

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I’m not going to apologize
Because you decided to be offended
You’re uber sensitive & whiney
My beliefs shall not be defended
I’m going to keep on keeping on
I forget you as you lag behind
I passively resist your drama
Leaving you to the new tragedies you might find

Tracing These Feelings Back

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Tracing these feelings back
Wondering where you began to care
Why did you lose your resolve
& fall in love in the summer’s glare
A palm grove as a backdrop
Kissing quietly behind the reeds
Feeling more than you had expected
Unsure of the coming needs
Layers on sand now everywhere
Breeze feeling cool upon your bare hips
Hopeful surprises found refreshing
Nothing less than passion upon your lips

One More Cup Of Joe

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One more cup of Joe
& then I’ll get up
Then I’ll go

I did not wipe my eye
Please forget what you see
I’m not one to cry

I promise to leave you alone
I won’t look behind me
I’ll always have my phone

Please forget all of me
I’ll slip into your past
Just a forgotten memory

It’s A Timeless & Natural Progression

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It’s a timeless & natural progression
Men have left the fields & taken to the sea
Leaving behind pretty girls along the way
Thinking there was something greater to be
Many returned to those green farms to die
Though some were never the same men
You can never un-see what lies beyond
Home is an adventure you can recover from then

Elegant Angles Along The Forefront

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Elegant angles along the forefront
Passionate yearnings of the mind
Staggering footprints in the sand
Flowing a little slow from behind
Dusting yourself off in the dark
We cannot always count on them
Keeping our thoughts to ourselves
Feeling dizzy with the sight of your hem

Crawling Away From Sudden Shores

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Crawling away from sudden shores
Locked away in anterior rooms
Sunlit beauties try to remain pale
Complexities of intimate bedgloom
Modern mermaids express themselves
Repelled by their former clamshell
Their silence betrayed the insane
Meeting up again behind the bandshell
Eastbound Portola around the curve
Writing hard to retain your shape
Lost in the Inner Sunset
Catching the N Judah to escape

Gnomes of Oracle

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Many in the world will deny their existence
You will not find them in books which are historical
But hidden beneath the shrubs and trees
You might find the ‘Gnomes of Oracle’
They are kind little creatures
They go about their business, never doing any harm
Our small friends are rather shy
But that’s part of their charm
A vast system of caves dug deep into the earth
Winding tunnels descend down and begin to twist
In a central chamber beneath all that is known
Only a certain few are allowed, this they insist
Behind all else in the caverns below
The gnomes guard an old wooden box containing a treasure
Diamonds and gold cannot shine as bright as what’s inside
What the box holds is on what your life will be measured
Carved into the side of the box is a label, it simply reads ‘LOVE’
With nothing more valuable, nothing greater can be found
Once you have this, you need nothing else
This treasure is rare, but can be created from everything around