i'd fuck him

like priest, those cheeks
aggressive in the suede
so buff...

      --Amy with a white blush

my dad?

celebritydoppelganer.com

hulk was here

SMASEHDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AFJASDKLFKLASDJ

i wanna fuck you too

the small why she sings
the smell geting to me too
ahhhhhaflashfjasdkfjasdklfklsdjfklasdjflasdjfljasdkl

--FFC

save ourself for marriage

wrapped around teh pole, to reclaim yu kknoe!

such a fucking hole

to reclaim the tights

she better fight tonight!!!

--Joel, scolding ethan

the master 2.0

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missing her already

it doesn't make me nervous--

... amy adams


The munchies

<binging in the tub, you need me>

come back lover, kindly

I'll be back

they said to never return
just to remember the term
I'll be back is what he told me to say
I fought anyway

just to remember what the line was
I will be back, Maria

bitch...

Saying Goodbye is never easy

but then again, saying hello is...

i master

i master, but you
oh you,
what about you

the return to the haiku...

a foreboading...

David Spade and the Negro

Come here, Nigger, I got something for ya
  like a burrito in a caveyard, your digging away
    And I, just the rock

Holding on Tonight

Things are better off this way
    Babe, if you just play
            A little butt here, and maybe some K
                Y you ask me
                    What with the jelly,

  Babe, just remember,
      I want to rub your belly

To Amy: From Edgar to Tim; Johny was our Wood

astral slave

 the violence and the poison
while mistaken
 a bacon shot
and a cobain forgotten

 tell me about you
how head hangs low
child of agless
 18 and shaken

in your head you're dreaming
of a fight you're not winning
 with bombs and their guns
in your head, the word dying

2.

slow drifting now, how agless again child
heart is taken, while men mistaken
their violent causes with silence
and still a child shaken

3.
a syndrome to cure, and a prison to beat
walls with bricks, and fists still fighting
society turns it back on you, and
 still you're so
  isolated

4.

zombies now coming for the attack
while demons left grade school
schizo pills and lithium for the effect

5.

oh now, how the crain is with the berry
like a raisin hidden in a fudge sunday
with a toy car in the side

#SuckItBitches

she bitches about what?

a decade of riding cars and passing lanes
a motorcycle trip and men to blow thru
telling me im very lucky for the life i lived
while i see a woman who needs no one
 to hold on to

she cries of never having a life to live
   or friends to be with, or even smiles to give
and yet i see her in video after video
  living a life i want to live

she cries for what
of what i don't know
a decade on disability and a parent's bedroom
while she got fucked just to show

she thinks she's better than me
than acts as if she's the one with
a cross to bear

making a film for herself and then trying
to tell me she's jealous
as if honesty was her strong suit

some stay hungry, some just homeless
at she has a mansion singing woody guthrie
as if she's earned the right to know america
when some sit in gutters

at least i know where her mind wanders
and where her heart is at most times
a paycheck is what she needs
still im the one asking why?

Anal (3)

 Her stink all over it, this I gave to you

   Last nite, the ride, so smooth for a joy
     Yet lubed for pleasure...

  She rides it with the rhythm, the bounce
 and the joy, to me she gives this
up...

And I merely, the butt...

The Best Girl

a little bit of poison in me, the chew you see, just a bite to some, but for me, just a view

I'm Stoned, So Stoned (ii)

the image says it all...

Pretty in the gap

     came a time, when this star fell in my mind
   the very hurt my soul!
the worst thing she brings: a tap and a ring
                            reminding me...

of my own ghost...

ive got stamina

alive

the greats tonight, don't give up
the breast they're alive, don't give
 up

the butt behind, so drooped tonie
don't give up, don't give
   up

and yet i feel so alive,
 don't give up
 not yet at least

Piss them off everytime

and give them hell, as if
the tell, the rat, the rate
give them hell, and let it stink...

for a fist to grip, get one
and if she refuses to sleep
let one...

let em...  have it...

Get Mad, Maddie

So obvious...

At Least Some Musicians Had Fun

Ain't it good, being a real girl
With real tales, and real feels
Like a sister with no home
At least we had our own

Souls drift further,
I'm a little modern
But yeah, i didn't get
Jammed...

Michael with telecaster in hand:
So she doesn't improvise huh?
Guess those women they destroyed
Who?

Hailey from Paramore:
At least we had a pink one
And yeah, I destroyed that pussy
How about you?

Michael again:
Sloppy seconds,
At least my lines
got more narrow

Squinty eyed Hailey:
it's that an insult
or a
challenge...

Michael:
Now you're building bridges huh?

Two lines?

...

so meta--

The slip in

the slip in and slip
out, how the gore it stops with
the fist, this time the grip
her suction it mists and my
grip still in a twist

her rib...

One More

your body a good substitute, you never let me come

like a roof on fire, titled the fingers up just for fun

press the tum...

hit the g spot again, you said you had to pee

lifting leg as you hit the sink, this time it drained

so trained...

like the pet you are, yet still shining, my ugly star

kissed and missed, like when you speak, your teeth

hitting the gums...

coulda been my t, coulda been had she, had she

loved me, loved me, never let me cum, 

so fun...

dead petz...

Fisting (ii)

thicker skin yet, still the snap
like a sharp pull, this stretch
this time it felt...

For Chanel

Before I go to waste

How the hide to

At the carnival...

All fun till you say

In love, oh shit!

Bought that one before...

Now caught raw, 

without a glove

Just the single shove...

Like a fairy tale

23 and virginal

And yeah, I can smell...

the bloom...

The Fist of a Sage

I was there so long ago
In your arms, your soul
You longed to be, my kiss
Your lips, a twirl that got me
Now just a fist...

Like a stone, you got me
And I you, your hemingway
My Frida Kahlo, fuck now
Now I know...

Like a soul without a key
Your stutter my misery, silently
Drifting into my mind again
So tight...

Follow the Day

Oh fuck it, I was aggressive
But now there's just an aching in my heart
And yeah, I have to start

Like a fist for a sage, I can aggress
lost in your love, can't believe it fits
and yeah, I want

I'll take her here, take my chance again
let my heart feel her again
it's all the same

broken anyway...

I Don't Like Your Games

Yeah, I got smarter, and yet fatter too
But what are you gonna do about it...

Dedicated to Jimmy...

Check It Twice Look what you made me do, the piercings Oh, they're nice, but yeah, I like ice On her thigh... Drip The secret of the ooze too Yeah, even Moore couldn't figure that out But me, I just had a feast So I'm gonna keep quiet And yeah, I farted You All Get Yours I got smarter, Taylor, I swear you're mind I got a list of name, underwear too And yeah, I checked it twice Poop Stain Some leave theirs red, some leave theirs blue I left mine with a stain of poo And yeah, I farted... The End

Not Another Trans Politican

The love we share, down the drain
Circling the toilet, it slithers
Towards a swear, this swamp
It drains...

Like the dookie, it takes two clinches
To secure the deal, it makes things right
And my stomach--
Hold tight...

Ready for the puke, it's coming
Dressed in drag, so fucking funny
Now I run from you...
this fucking faggot!!!

--Chris Evans

A Lost One

darkness the night cries, i am the batman
wing of the night, slip into my flight
A fight for the ages, gripped by the insanity
And yet madness, my sages, it's the joker who gets me

Lost now in a car, my tire blown, batman knows
How my pain goes, I need him, and he needs me
--Leto

Hm, Batman, I guess I was reincarnated, and saved for another
Director he was, a Zac Snyder, so evil I guess
He gets to kill people
--Heath

Hm, Lynch said, chewing a new Heath Bar,
we all devoured him...
Suck It Jelena --Um, Mr. Moore

The Lip Bite

The lip bite the peruse
She knows the sooth
It's sincere with the aggression
Passive to meet your bite
And a lip to feel...

Feel me up...

Aggressive Love

So kind, the fist to the anal
Bent with the ball to the lips
She drips with stroked hair moist
From the lips cut from the taint to the hole
It's the apple in his eye that gets him
And the squench that makes him cum...

Fuck me...