so surrounded by all these buzzing bees
each one powered by an engine of pure soul.
we accumulate wonder in all directions
responses of flesh heart and thought folding a thousand times
a diamond vision
a flys' eye
bee my fractal lover
my subconcious is obsessed with sex
i want a throat so long and strong like a serpent
i can swallow like a siren
tunnel vision for pleasure is a highway to
an aboslute loss of feeling
my speaker system is blown
i need a refill
need repair
runnin my fingers through your hair
ill sell this soul
for a hot pink shot at ecstacy.
Author notes
that is me because i love to give and to watch pleasure appear but im just too wierd and picky to receive so i feel a bit monstress, but i will give what i can.
i always have dreams that i have holes and scabs on my scalp! Whenever i would itch my head there would be ants in my fingers and it would be very embarassing in social situations in my dreams.
A contest entry
- un chien andalou by divebar.
2000 points, ended August 31, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
eyes all sticky like honey on bees, look at that, look at how they lookin at me
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my subconcious is obsessed with sex
i want a throat so long and strong like a serpent
i can swallow like a siren
wow. wow.
love it.
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<33 thank you so much for reading.
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