Sunday, December 31, 2006

Fuck you, fucking Cunt!
gimme freedom...
Words - let me use them.
I'm politically incorrect,
you dirty rotten douche bag.
You force me out of my flesh,
to scream obscenities at old ladies.
You groan when my dick is in your,
mouth, like you should.
I'll fuck you ho' that's the justice.
Then you will lay in the wet spot,
where you belong!

by Ron Cervero


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Saturday, December 30, 2006

Twinkle Twinkle

I broke the window in the morning
To elevate the view
You always said I was predictable
The way I parted my hair, gave you compliments
Went down on you first, swore only in your absence
Shards of glass spread like diamonds on my bed
I laid you down with care
I had always been gentle
We rolled around kissing soft flesh
Nibbling on ears and fingers and toes
Blood streaming across our backs
Deep streaks of passion proof
That was when you fleetingly knew
Real love was all about blood

And in the stillness of the night
When your body glimmered like the universe
I wrapped you in a wet towel
Clouded over your blood-splattered beauty
Knowing you finally got it
That suffering is only a second step

by Aaron J. Landry


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Friday, December 29, 2006

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Milk Stained the night

Milk stained night I breathed your throat
your hands hot, slipped around the base
and we ate each others moans
while the spiders shivered on their black webs
and fucked the husks of flies.

We were wrapped for hours, with the swelling,
the parting, slipping, grunting. Savouring
the dirty feeling sensuous and alive
the dead flies on our backs crawling

the phone, shocking us into reality
… your brothers’
laughter… the thud of feet…
faces painted like our phone booth bed.

by Dave Migman


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Thursday, December 28, 2006

Revenge

You thought you could just use me and throw me away
but didn't you know that 2 are required in order to play.
I was serious about you yet you were just drunk & high.
Claiming not to like my best friend anymore, what a fucking lie.

You let me get close to you just for that one night
then you felt that shit people label wrong and right.
Think of your home, your two kids, and your horse-faced wife
tell me you made a mistake and drive through my heart a knife.

You didn't know who you were fucking with when you almost screwed me.
You thought you could call it off and I'd obey and then you'd be free.
Now I sit and dream and think of all the ways I can fuck with you
how I can still taint your life even when you don't want me to.

How about I hire some dirty thugs to nab you on your way out to your truck?
They take you to a hotel room, tie you up and sit back and watch us fuck.
You'd be gagged and bound and looking at me with such furry and hate...
while I made your body betray your heart, your dick in me is just your fate.

I will tease you until you're almost insane, then will fuck you so hard & have my way.
I will then whisper to you "you thought the game was over but I still wanted to play".
Then I will slap your handsome face and then kiss it for the times you ignored me.
Then I will leave the room satisfied, say "Fuck you!" and let the thugs set you free.

by Angel Eyes


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Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Satisfy

Last night while asleep
I dreamt of sonic youth boy
Someone who, long ago,
spurned my lust
in the guise of indecision.
And he said to me,
“Honey, come with me.
I want to turn you on.”
We took a drive inside
his low-seat, 5 speed.
I looked at him and said,
“Sugar, I can ride you
better than this.”
I put my foot on the clutch
and my hand on his lush.
We drove around town
riding every bump.
It felt so real,
he felt so hard.
And he came and said to me,
“Baby, I wish you’d lose five inches.”
And I didn’t and said to him,
“Son, I wish you’d grow three more.”
His balls shrank
while my breasts grew.
And I said to myself,
“Love, no one can turn me on like you.”

by Kate Green


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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

in the rain

as i was walking home in the rain,it was just starting to get dark, not to many people out on the streets, i took a short cut between to buildings i could hear someone walking behind me as i slowed down i turned and their you were you grab me .. you had a small pocket knife i was so scared .. you pushed me up to the wall and whispered in my ear I'm not going to hurt you just do what i want , i was shaking, i could feel you hand going under my skirt pulling my panties then you cut them with your knife ...i could feel myself start to breath out of control i started to say please please don't hurt me and you looked in my eyes and i could feel you finger rubbing my clit and i don't know why but as scared as i was , i started to get excited i didn't understand ..i closed my eyes my shirt was soaking wet you could see my nipples right through my shirt.. i felt you start sucking my nipples through my shirt and then you went right under my skirt and started licking me , oh my god i wanted to scream but i didn't i thought i should try and hit you but i didn't , i just closed my eyes and let it happen , and soon i started to cum my hands reached for your hair you licked harder and started sucking on my clit my legs went weak i slid down the wall as i came , you stood , looked down at me .you unzip your pants pulled out your hard throbbing cock grab me by my hair and pulled me to you and you slowly started fucking my face pushing it deeper and deeper each time till i couldn't breath i was gasping for air i was trying to hold you back but you keep pushing then you just stop ed , you pulled me up and looked me right in the eyes and turned me around and pulled me by my hips and bent me over and rammed your cock in me it hurt so bad i screamed then i looked around i didn't want anyone to hear me ( how funny don't you think) you didn't stop you fucked me harder and harder till i could feel you cock start throbbing in me squirting your hot cum in me my walls reacted contracting with each pulse cumming together , when you were done i could see you hot breath in the cold rain . i turned around and you were gone ......

by Michele Garcia


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Monday, December 25, 2006

DREAM

I had a dream last night,
One of grand enchantment and fright,
Where my soul was engulfed,
My body swallowed,
And you were screaming painfully into the night.

by Jake C. Elliott


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Sunday, December 24, 2006

Time Line

Trapped in boxes, strapped down in beds; I’m still expected to smile.
They don’t understand the destruction of this small child temple.
Filled I am
Filled with emotion
You still don’t understand.
Beckoned into corners, only to be crushed
Put in flames, and expected not to be burned
They don’t understand the decay in my mouth, belly, my legs, my soul, it’s near.
To an end I will be, no more will it ever be me.
They still don’t understand the destruction of this small child’s temple.
I lay my heart out on the line
You ignore my presentation for what is to come
And still so….they don’t understand the destruction of this small child’s temple.

by Tracy Cousins


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Saturday, December 23, 2006

The Insubstantial

How cool would you be
if you couldn't pee
and your asshole didn't work?

How insubstantial we are
like mist on a flower,
the rainbow after a shower.

by Ken Thomas


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Friday, December 22, 2006

A World Of Shit (a souldier's lament)

All through the night,
I walk through the woods,
Don't know where I'm going,
or even if I should.

Limbs smack my face,
and I'm covered in grit;
forced to conform to the mass
and live in a World of Shit.

My senses are dulled and
my mind dead and lazy,
I'm trapped in a camoflauge cell,
and know I'm going crazy.

I'm too smart to continue
and too dumb to quit,
I'm just another no-name
bound to serve a World of Shit.

With only one way to live,
and one way to think,
deeper and deeper into the hole
I feel myself helplessly sink.

No need to cry and less
to pitch a fit,
Getting mad doesn't help
when you're stuck in a World of Shit.

Our leaders love to bitch
they're on my case all the time.
What I've done to deserve this,
I've committed no crime.

Time and space have no meaning,
I stare at my wall and sit.
I'm so lonely, my mind not my own,
It belongs to a World of Shit.

With no individuality, we can't
grow or expand inside.
We must be like everyone else
for free thought they won't abide.

What I used to know about living,
I forget bit by bit.
Reprogrammed to think thoughts
That breed in a World of Shit.

The tasks we do would be
simpler if we did them a different way.
Instead we stay the same;
blind and drained day by day.

Months and years go by and
we have nothing to show for it.
Only pride in ourselves that we go
on surviving in a World of Shit.

I'm so empty inside, taught
to be an unthinking slave.
I serve the very men
who will someday put in a grave.

My body lies cold on the
ground and I'm kicked in a pit.
But even now I'm trapped;
six feet under a World of Shit.

by Shakey Psyche (Richard Warner)


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Thursday, December 21, 2006

Her Face

Only one symbol was duplicated.
At a certain place,
There was white lace.
Further down a silk,
box cover & flanks,
of nylon accompanied,
by a spiked heel.
The symbols illuminated by the stars.
By the way…
She had a face too.

by Ron Cervero


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ART: Owlady


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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

The Ghost of Christmas Past

I fucked your ghost last night.
I didn't make love to it; I fucked it.
I didn't hold its hands in mine and pulse rhythmically together.
I didn't breathe into its ear
and cradle the small of its back in my forearm.
I didn't cltch its hips or stroke its long neck.
I didn't smell its hair or touch its face.
I just bent it over and I fucked it.
I fucked it hard, I fucked it deep and I fucked it angry.
I fucked your ghost like I should have fucked you so many times before.
I called it a bitch while I fucked it from behind
and when I was through I smacked its ass,
got up and made a sandwich.
I know it sounds pitiful, fucking a ghost,
but you weren't there.
And besides, as pitiful at it might seem, fucking a vapor,
I spent long enough fucking you.
Merry Christmas.

by Tony Phillips


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Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Chemical Haze

Butts, nicotine and matches,
Absorbing chemicals, dropping ashes
Numbly paying for sickness
Tumors, lonely and hiding
Full of anxious hopes for release
Benign, but biding time.
Glasses, alcohol, and drinking,
Substance abusing, unfocused blinking,
Many falling to addiction,
And all the addicts know why,
Empty bottles plaster empty room,
Emotionless, ready for church.
Crushing, popping, and snorting,
By different colors sorting,
The fabulous display of pills,
That we got from a doctor,
But diagnosis couldn’t be farther
From the actual, medical truth.
Cooking, preparing, shooting,
Scabby veins, junk polluting,
The unsustainable will to live,
With just yourself,
The other bores milling around here,
And slow painful time.
The police are all we hear,
Sirens wailing when they aren’t there,
Sirens screaming bloody tears,
Billy clubs and constant,
Brushing of face,
Indulgence due to paranoia,
And loss of faith

by Chelsea


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Monday, December 18, 2006

Bound

Children rubbing childish parts
to their own in pre-development
Playing the roles of sex-crazed
adolescents looking for the right answers
Can it be said, dirty from birth?
I was the initiator under the table
Two girls and a boy with hidden agendas
I showed mine for a peak at both worlds
A conqueror, bound for the next kill
Ridin’ a carnal wave for all it’s worth
How could you be expected to fill these shoes?
I was onto sex ed while you
watched Transformers on your living room floor
mechanical warfare for a broken hymen
You’d dare come to me
with dreams so pearly white
while I dreamt pre-K of being
Internationally fabulous and fucking
Jet set with a wandering mind
stepping out from your restricted libido
taking on the world means loosening up
inch for inch, I’ll spread to take it all

by Kate Green


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ART: Wanderer


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Sunday, December 17, 2006

Night-Child

There once was a girl, without human parts,
Surrounded, shrouded, alone in the dark.
Paled by light withdrawal, hidden away,
Nothing she tried could make anyone play-
Keeping night-child alone, always apart.

Did your real dad ever love you this well?
He ever stroke your arms, save you from hell?
Oh my, baby, you have the darndest mouth,
You are beautiful, of that I'll vouch!
From sea-hued eyes to hair colored carmel.

"Quiet now child, you will wake the neighbors
Cling to me while you're willing and able
Hush now my darling child, nothing is wrong
You know I would never do you no harm.
Aw, kid, you shouldn't be this unstable."

Let's play a new game with tiny candy
Making it interestingly dandy
Catapult the dots between daddy's lips
Using nothing, but that, between his hips
"Mommy, will these skills will come in handy?"

"There's nothing wrong with a special embrace
Using your lips, now, trail along his waist
Use your teeth, you will get better at it!
And please don't cry baby, don't throw a fit.
The tears only ruin your doll-like face."

What she needs- to finish what was started
Baby was left stricken, broken, parted
A little hole, with nothing left to fill
Her tiny throat now perplexingly still
Nothing can claim the violent-hearted

She still remembers your shattering glance
Of her and of you and him in her pants.
Her protests still echo throughout the halls
You still claim, "I'm without blame for it all"-
Lips firmly shut, cold eyes trapped in a trance.

What is this, are we all suffer-addicts?
Remembering the worst- him so manic?
His eyes ablaze in wolf-amazement,
Her cries engraved in memory-pavement.
There is nothing left, music turned static.

by Embers of Omega


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Saturday, December 16, 2006

Time Travel

If I could delve into my past, and take everything that I ever wanted from every woman that I have ever known, I would.

I would rape their virgin pussies, mouths, and assholes.
Orifices would ache in anticipation for my return; or ache in fear.
It would not matter, and does not matter.

For why was I denied access to the holes, where so many men, not even half my worth, were granted?

Vengeance would be my tool of trade,
If time travel was ever made.

by Jake Elliott


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ART: Blue Rooftops in a Yellow Sky



by Jason Flowers


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Friday, December 15, 2006

bj

That’s it, baby.
Oh, you’ve got it.
Oh, yeah.
Suck it, you little slut.
Ooooaaah.
Take it all.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, that’s so good
Now the balls.
Lick’m.
Swallow’m, bitch.
Squeeze’m.
Squeeze’m, baby.
Lick’m.
Lick’m.
Oh god I’m coming!
I’m coming!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

What’s that?
Untie you?
You know what
your mother and I decided, young lady.
You stay tied until you get your grades back up.

by Ken Thomas


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jade flower

she was a cute
little thing

firm body and
shaved cunt.

she asked
what i write.

poems, i told her
and gave her

a kiss and asked
if she was
Japanese.

she said no,
Laotian

but i pumped
her full of
cherry
blossoms
anyway.

by Ross Vassilev


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Thursday, December 14, 2006

My blood is not ecstasy

My blood is not ecstasy, everywhere I have been is a transfusion

Once upon a time, I drove thru the buildings of cells that would may one day

Be the end of me

But I care not for me, I was the disease that is lost, the hopeless, that wake up and see the day as another distasteful moment

My hands dirty , my torn clothes with the smell of filth

I was a baby once, once my mother smiled at me, I remember her face

I carry the sign of the times, “ Veteran of the past, help me”

As the world gets smaller and I lose the friendships I once had

I see my sisters and my brothers of the world lose faith

Today I shared a cigarette with a man that smelled like shit

He had no shoes, only socks on his feet, I doubt he even knew his name or

What city or country his tireless feet walked upon

I watched him look at the dirty cement for cigarette butts, when I decided “fuck, I get this man a pack of cigs and a lighter”

I was no angel as I said “here brother!” He had not a clue what I was saying, he just only looked for the cigarette butts in the gutter!

My province is hell; I still have hope for us

by Chavela Molina


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Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Street Lust (a triolet)

Angels, sailors and go-go girls,
Stumbling in the neon flashes,
Whores and transvestites shine thier pearls,
Angels, sailors and go-go girls.
We wake the night and rape the world,
Some burnt bodies turn to ashes,
Angels, sailors and go-go girls,
Stumbling in the neon flashes.

by Jeff Diksa


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ART: Voodoo Coocoo


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Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Dick Whipped

Dick whipped again, you saunter to the door . . .  naked.
Your big hard throbbing dick looking for love.
I jump up and run to it.
I slide it in my mouth, sucking so hard . . .  you blow.
Cream spurts all over my face.
I wipe it in, cover my skin.
Cream de la cum.
Fed me again, I await my next calling.
Dick Whipped I am, Deb I am.

by Deborah Upton


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Monday, December 11, 2006

Romance Explosion

Her smile lives in my blood
and her eyes have sealed my lips
This is exactly what it looks like
We must pray as one

Caressing my fingers on her flesh
I can feel her blood flow
as I kiss her neck with such power
she falls into these un-worthy arms

I can touch her so perfectly
that she can not notice as I draw her closer
I embrace her with sweet violence
to which she replies with filthy sonnets

Her mouth is filled with passion
As it leaves, it dances upon my skin
then absorbs into my lungs
lust has a name

As I flood the gates, we wash away
into dreams to which these walls cannot contain
I poured my soul into her eyes
to which she responds with unspoken desire

by Dick Murphy


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Sunday, December 10, 2006

Hollywood

Twisted war cry,
of the streets-
Homeless-Hollywood
Alcohol, dope, and
sex for sale-
I came to be a star,
look how beautiful I am-

Yea, In Kansas-

What do I do now ?

I’m so ashamed that I,
didn’t make it here-
I’m hungry, and have,
no place to live-

I’ll just blow this guy,
once, so I could eat-

Now Twice-

The needle curbs my,
appetite for food but,
not for the needle-

Now I blow for dope-

What’s the difference?

by Ron Cervero


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Desperate Guys

Comfortable and warm
I’m five miles west
Traveling towards sleepytown
You tap my shoulder
Pout out your lip
Point to your dick
You’re trying to ride the train east
To bang-a-tron
But I’m tired and you disgust me
How are you still here?
You try to roll me over
But your hands burn
And bubble up.
I’ve got so much heat and passion
Welling up inside
That can hardly be contained.
But you won’t be the one to release it.
You could never be the one to know it.
Your hands puss over
And yet you want to try me again.
Wasted nights bothered by
Your failed attempts
You tell me I’m so cold
But my body temperature’s rising.
You tell me that I should
But I’m pushing you to the door.
You can tell me that you love me
But it won’t do you any good.
I’m over this and sick of you.
I’m tired as I kick you out
For the last time
And jump on board
The last ride to sleepytown.

by Kate Green


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Saturday, December 09, 2006

chemistry

it is just a hot honest fuck that i want.
so no one will call me in the morning.
or put their head on my lap.
and maybe it was fucking with your head
or fucking you in my bed.
cause i just want an honest fuck.
i smell like grease and pig meat
and for once i don't want to hold hands
but this is all i see around me.
(strings)
to wake to your pretty face in the morning
cracks my heart like pomegranates.
i don't like the way you pull up the sheets
after we sleep
after i've come accustomed to being alone
these last lonely months.
now the house is empty
and the equation of our chemistry
wasn't balanced anyway.

by Melanie Maxwell


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ART: Tom Girl


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Friday, December 08, 2006

THIS IS WHY JOHNNY IS IN THERAPY NOW

Johnny goes to get the gun
and Bobby screams as bullets belch
through baluster wood.
Splinters and blood make morbid designs
while
(whoopsie-daisy)
in comes Maisy,
Johnny’s mom.

“Dammit!
Johnny,
give me father’s gun.
What are you doing?
What have you done?”

Bobby is dead,
he’s lost his head
to multiple punctures from fast-flying lead
(though those could argue that the lead
had shred the head
and now the head is merely here and there
and on the bed).
Johnny cries and bursts great sighs,
because it’s always sad when a good friend dies.

Quiet Bobby, …where’s your eyes?

by Nicholas Day


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In This Bed

Through the screams
Can’t remember
The last time my body sensed
The sensation of another’s lips
Or the touch of hands
That stigmatized my nerves to the point
That the point was no longer,
And the screech and churn of an
Old bed
Was all that I could hear.
And I relaxed, as he relaxed
And I relaxed, as he relaxed
And the body maintained this warmth
That only realized the intentions once again…
And they would caress
The memories.
Of a love that I can’t recall
And hands, and lips, and dick that
I can’t feel…
And my memories
That are limited to only remembering.
But I now want to forget
Despite the urgency of the loins
Or the aches and moans of desperation
And things begin to soften, and his is a slower gaze.
I then realize my own discontents,
The misgivings in my decisions,
Such intentions.
Where my legs maintained this deviation
With the air, and the time and the motion of his tighs.
And I recall,
The firmness of his smile,
And the hazel of his eyes.
Such a brown, that could foster me,
And I think of him
Constantly
It is where the memory returns,
In an attempt to realize him
And then again,
Try to forge him.
I curse my head for continuing him,
When instead
It all should end
In this old, screeching bed.

by Carolina Pichardo


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ART: Mr. Hyde Crucified


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Thursday, December 07, 2006

P.S.

You talk big boy
with your hands stuffed in your pockets.
But can you convince me
10 inches is worth
the possibility of a working scandal?
Is this all for a 2 out of 3 rubber bet?
Your joker smile laughs and taunts
as we trade torture tricks.
You pop your head with a click
and say that I look like a painter
inspecting a canvas when I eat.
Your words are so far fetched
I’m not sure how to take them.
But when you flick your golden hair back
and your eyes light up
I’m thinkin’ maybe you could be onto something.
Thinking maybe, you could be on to me.

by Kate Green


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RUDE AWAKENING

my dreams reeled back
like a film on rewind
and shrunk into black
before the white light of reality
spread out like a nuclear explosion.

her hand was gripped around my stiff cock
pumping it slowly
her breath a low husky heat on my chest
as her other hand scratches at her itch.

when she brings it out to moisten with spit
her lidded eyes meet mine
and she giggles like an evil vixen.

I stick my thumb and forefinger in my mouth
then begin twisting a hardening brownish red nipple
her back immediately arching
her ass cheeks tightening
and a squeak like she'd been stepped on
gets caught in her throat.

she grabs my cock even harder
the head becoming a bloated dark purple
and the veins throbbing rhythmically
my head spinning from loss of blood.

"I'm a bad girl." she coo's instinctively.
I spit on her left tit
smearing it around
then rub and slap my cock on her nipple.

"You're a very bad girl. You need to be punished."

"Yeesss," she squeals. "I have to do hatever you want.
I have to ride your hard cock."

she mounts herself over me
putting the head in her pussy
its tight...
I feel like I'm trying to shove a mushroom
into a beer bottle.

but it wets up nice after some more grinding
and dirty talk about how much of a bad girl she is
and how this is for her own good.

I flick at her nipple
like a hungry snake
as she grinds and bobs
one finger halfway in her ass.

"I need it from behind, baby."

she leans over while I roll around
mounting her from behind
one leg wrapped around hers
so that I am slightly sideways
my curved cock massaging her G spot.

after she cums she begs me to cum on her ass
I pound away
faster and harder
my hands wrapped around her hips
pulling her in brutally
after each animalistic thrust.

when I am about to cum
I spread her ass cheeks with one hand
and pull out with the other
jerking off until I send a thick glob
of warm sperm onto her tight
wrinkled asshole.

she lies down on her stomache
breathes a sigh of release
while I wipe the cum from her ass
with a T shirt
my brain dazed and far away
glad for the rude awakening.

by Jason Crane


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Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Dying Flowers in December

Dying flowers in December,
Shed petal's of fragrant tears,
The poisoning of winter,
In June they don't remember,
As they taste life once again,
Feeding bee's from their honey vein,
In summer they become a flower chain,
Hanging themselves,
They obliviously entertain,
Until September pulls
The final rein.

by Caroline Victoria


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ART: Beautiful



by Elissa


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anything but pancakes

"...the first time
my father caught me
masturbating,"

she said,
"I kept doing it
because I didn't know
I wasn't supposed to.

I was a little girl
just doing something that
felt
funny.

My sister used to
rub herself
on the
armrest of the couch
and say she was just
riding the horsey.

I would
stick my fingers down there and
tickle myself.

But that one day,
as my father walked
in the door,
I thought,

ooooh
it would be nice
if he spanked me
right now.

and then he told me to stop doing that
and I asked doing what?
and he pointed at my crotch
and yelled That!
Stop doing that!
I asked why
and he stared at me
shaking all over
with an angry face

and he yelled
Because you're not supposed to do that!
and then he stormed out of the room.

it just made me really confused.
but I never stopped doing it, I just
waited until they were asleep.

I'd forgotten all about that
until right now."

then she shrugged
pulled the covers off her
got out of bed and,
while walking to the bathroom,
asked what I wanted for breakfast.

"Eggs, maybe,"
I said,

"but not pancakes.
anything but pancakes."

by Eddie Kilowatt


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Tuesday, December 05, 2006

"oh"

you know how he
with his overconfident
ginger strong clasp
grasps
my great o
gently molding, making
it his to come
come warmly at his bidding
while i
and my strange little circles
applaud.

by Melanie Maxwell


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Uncensored Poets

Uncensored Poets do what ever the fuck they want to do.

Uncensoresd poets write like hell and, shit and fuck you too.

We can say . . . slip it in my ass, babe,

Give me some good head too.

I'll tell you I'm Hell, come burn with me.

Baby, I know you really want to.

I can say fuckin anything, cause I'm an Uncensored Poet

Ya, See?

Now what ya gonna do to me?

by Deborah Upton


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Monday, December 04, 2006

ART: Time Loop-notebook


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Aftermath

Sore, skin aching
Purple black and blue
Class ring imprinted
Between freckles on her cheek

A tooth discarded
DNA displayed
Black rope hanging
Dangling from her wrist

Flat
On her
Back

Spent.

Literally.

A role play like that will cost you.

by Nikki Frankel


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Hole

We love the hole
we lick the hole
we stuff the hole
we bust a nut in the hole
we rub the hole
we are possessed by the hole
we give up our lives for the hole
we go bankrupt for the hole
we lose our businesses for the hole
we begin to hate the hole

we still buy diamonds for the hole
& give dead presidents to the hole

The hole has power!

In the end the hole kills us...

Then we are dropped in a hole

by Ron Cervero


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Sunday, December 03, 2006

Whispers from the Margins of Insanity

Every day I pass through the margins of insanity
on my way walking into hellish monotony,
Inside the dark hollows of
agonised shouts of profanity
I hear hushed whispers of enlightenment,
I see glimpses of flashing silver light,
An uncertainty of truth for all humanity.
Passers by neglect to stop and listen,
Instead marching on day after day into
Perfect structures of time and day and night,
Keeping the human thoughts out of sight,
Every day I see them turning into robotic nobodies,
vacant of personality and spiritual insight,
Their true purpose lost in authoritarian hands,
Tomorrow's freedom buried deeper in draining sands
of time and day and night,
Until the ultimate observer switches on heaven's light.

by Caroline Stokesberry


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ART: BondageXmas


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She Wanted Me To

She wanted me to take it
Shining in the light
It's size was great
Vastly casting night
She wanted me to take it
Into a place it belonged
where it could not be found
And when it was undone
I started to take it
Her screams hollowed
Shivered down my spine
Through the halls they followed
As I carried that glass eye
For I knew she wanted me to.

by Rio DelaCruz


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Saturday, December 02, 2006

drowning

her eyes are clouded from the truth
and knowledge is beyond her reach.
she trusts him with all her heart,
but he's testing the waters
and pushing the limits with me.
when he's not feeling her,
he's feeling me.
his hands and lips are all over my body,
and i can't help but shiver
from his touch
and soft whispers in my ear.
it's obvious we both know
what we both don't want to say,
and though his cheating is contrived,
we speak of no excuses here.
not venerable in any way,
but his educated movements
and gorgeous lips
have my body leaning into his.
he makes me feel alive
and touching his skin makes me smile,
even with her in the back of his mind.

by Vivian Hua


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El Lamento

I look at my life and I say to my life,
“Life, why have you come to nothing? ”
And my life he look at me and he say to me,
“Because...you fucked up! You fucked up! ”
And I look at my dreams and I say to my dreams,
“Dreams, why have you not come true? ”
And my dreams they look at me and they say to me,
“Because...you fucked up! You fucked up! ”
And I look at my woman and I say to my woman,
“Woman, why do you treat me so badly? ”
And my woman she look at me and she say to me,
“Because...you fucked up! You fucked up! ”
And I look at my mirror and I say to my mirror,
“Mirror, why has my life come to nothing?
And why have my dreams not come true?
And why does my woman treat me so badly?
And why am I talking to you? ”
And my mirror he look at me and he say to me,
“Because...you fucked up! You fucked up! ”

by GK Thomas


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Friday, December 01, 2006

ART: Alice


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Liberace's Apprentice

Tug on my cape
I'll hold you by the nape

You'll go all the way down
My twelve inches will fill your frown

Gag and gurgle
My little turtle

I'll fill you with sperm
Until the very last turn

Your soft brown hair will be all crunchy and krinkly
Your stretched out rectum will feel all tingly

When I unload, I'll make a big puddle
And your ass will make a magic cum bubble

by Hugi Bugewicz


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