Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Bloom (Late)

Here's a (very) short little oddity of a poem. Upon re-reading this, it certainly comes off a little creepier than intended. Oh well...I still like the way some of the words work here. Just remember, kids: the writing does not always necessarily reflect the writer...ha!

or, "the hell of a delayed libido"

lust came tardy to the party
las chicas were never knocking
though plenty mentally stalking

the passion of rubbers
is for sex said me
(not peter murphy)

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