Letter to a poet

Dear Madame Poet, Please stop fucking me with your words. Your un-lubed clarity of the inside of my soul leaves me shivering. Quivering in anticipation of the next few syllables That you throw inside of me Causing me to explode Unlike any man ever could My juices flowing like tears Uncontrollably down my thighs That... Continue Reading →

Dear me…

Myself and I have decided that we are tiered of sitting silently back and watching you run us in circles.  Now I know myself and she can be a handful.  But I don't think that is any reason to keep her locked away.  You should really let her out every once and a while.  She... Continue Reading →

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