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.

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I Was Mortally Wounded In Love

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I was mortally wounded in love
So here I sit, writing verse after verse
My soul wilting, returning to nature
Damn, feelings no more than a curse
But you’ve got to keep on living
Knowing there’s an end to the bitter night
We’ll find the light of morning sunshine
In the meantime, we’ll have all we write

Cavernous Depression Falling Down Without Truth

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Cavernous depression falling down without truth
Wet streets refracting the bitter twilight of the moon
Trenches & overcoats pulled tight to repel the world
A need for answers that cannot wait past this noon
Try to place everything perfectly into its correct box
Finding out the little control we have while we’re here
Knowing the results we wish to see once the sun rises
No need to stay dry when you’re drowning in this fear

I’ve Been Studying Your Rules

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I’ve been studying your rules
So I can break them to bits
I still don’t call myself a poet
But I always appreciated your tits
Your other toys have fancy degrees
Me -only a Velveteen soul that’s real
It’s battered, but not forever bitter
Just want to feel you again in the red heels

Let’s Scale Back The Sass

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Let’s scale back the sass
You’re not hot enough to be this mean
Have you tried respect & a smile
Might result in something you’ve never seen
There’s no need to be this crass
People are much better when being kind
I’m not here to judge or criticize
There’re alternative paths, if you don’t mind
Fine, I’ll admit you have a great ass
You can’t always be this bitter & cruel
I’m going to need at least a smirk
Or I’ll be forced to challenge you to a duel

The Man Has You Grinding Away

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The man has you grinding away
The organ makes the monkey dance
You’re looking for the Promised Land
But you never really had the chance
You’re writing your soul on the page
Friends support & love all they heard
But the critics cry foul & laugh bitterly
You’re only as good as your last word