Category: poem
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june sucked on me hard enough to blister why you biting down so hard i sd june sd that she didn’t like me much so she wanted to leave a mark
i layback and enjoyed it ‘cause head’s head and i knew it wd make her even more mad that I don’t care about blisters
eat a bowl of fuck June sd as she rinsed off in the sink there ain’t no more love for sale tonight
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Behind me he leapt in jungle-mad pursuit
The wilds of Nielsen Park a blur
Baseball cards in spokes
A discarded beer bottle led to bluebottle flies massing
Stalking in formation, gathering strength as we drank
Hard men, not my own, older, jagged hurtfuls
The bush exploded as I leapt in antelope fear, my hooves a staccato
He shoved me into the fence, heart pounding, his hand on my thin, thundering chest
Sweat stung my fly-flicker lips as his maw stretched
His thick club in roaring hand, his Sam Browne swinging
I kneel down, thanking him for not arresting me
I sucked a cop’s cock and got off that day
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The gun thundered shut on its chamber
The Farmer attempted to wake her
Looking deep in the gun
He tried a dry run
And blew his head into the manger
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Cast aside, Mi Amor
You have broken my ashtray heart
Now you, once cherished, I abhor
Our love, a broken shopping cart
Piled thick with memories soiled
The hurt, lies, the disgrace
Mine-blasted hours of treasure spoiled
When next you move to deface
I hope that you think more than twice
Of our spoiled vows rotted with lice
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Smelling the burnt rubber of his own bad luck
Tito knew that Karla didn’t want him no more
That she had found a new sugar daddy to fuck
He was no longer the one she claimed to adore
Stretched taut, tied tight
To the underpass below Greenwich
There was nothing he could do, say to make this right
He waited to meet his replacement – the son of a bitch
Binding straps held arms, legs and head
Cicada ticking, a nightmare commentator
Ink shadow emerges, liquid dread
A last minute reprieve? An emancipator?
The knife revealed, blade and tooth exposed
Hail to the king, my heart and love deposed
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She screams in tangled fury, wings beating against the bitter brush
Her gosling trapped in brickle-barred hold
Father honks from the lake, ‘Faster, Faster, we mustn’t lose another.’
They had already lost one to a stray dog, another to the cold capricious weather
She smashes the sawgrass, hefting her weight into Patterson Island
As her children (safe) sound fear trumpets from the bullrushes
‘Faster, Momma. Faster…’
Her youngling bleats in panic staccato as She bears down – smashing through the snares
Tearing her wings, her breast as only a Mother can
In endless declaration of love
Outlaw Poetry 