down syndrome darling
most men would never have you
let me wipe your drool
by septic funeral
watching a movie
lamest thing ive ever seen
pulling the trigger
by Jesse R
Sitting at my desk;
typing on my computer
trying to pass time.
by Jesse R
yup, i'm the devil
now punish me; make it hurt
fuck me till i bleed
by septic funeral
erudite wordplay
peeled back veneer reveals his
writhing maggot core
by antiseptic funeral
Mommy, I wanna
Kill that fruit fly, can I? Pleeeeeease?
"Go on do it." BOOOOOOM
Little did little Charlie know
That that fruit fly was a bomb,
He could've used cider
by Emomalimo of Neverland
notice the turmoil
eviscerated values
saturn makes its way
by septic funeral
wanna be writer
don't wanna be anymore
so what's new in life?
by scorp
one last call, one last
drink of the drug of youth then
poached eggs on rye toast
by scorp
the chest heaves with stress
I grow old and regret the
days wasted in thought
by scorp
we laugh, we cry and
kiss money goodbye to watch
vamps and chicks dig in
by scorp
ever overwhelmed
by the games people play say
when comes "game over?"
by scorp
a rash catch on a
winter day, raw from the wind
and not the dead flesh
by scorp
henry miller loved
food more than sex, so after
tryst, roast beef on rye?
by scorp
brothel or convent
they sit waiting for the cock
divine christ-like cock
by septic funeral
Victorian prude
requests septic funeral
"Toss my salad.......please!"
by anti-septic funeral
Grandiosity
psycho-pathology make
one scary combo
by anti-septic funeral
the only thing bent
is your limp biscuit to stuff
your blow-up doll
by anti-septic funeral
in the chasm 'tween
prude and sick f***er, 'neer
tarry on evil's side
by anti-septic funeral
victorian prudes
their literal minds i bend
like macaroni
by septic funeral
safe haven this place
for septic funeral's rants?
see you in lock-up!
by Anonymous Poet of 7e0c7
pedophilia
golden showers and whores
nice life septic F****
by anti-septic funeral
There's nothing "boring"
When MEN speak out against hate
your penis grows limp S.F.
by anti-septic funeral
her thong reveals a
prepubescent eagerness
so young but so ripe
by septic funeral
sorry to interrupt
your psychopathic fetish
GET OFF THE DANCE FLOOR!
by anti-septic funeral
degrading women
against one is against all
REAL MEN see that truth
by anti-septic funeral
women taught to self-loathe
doomed moths drawn to his sick aura
consumed in his flame
by anti-septic funeral
septic funeral's
mother weeps to read her son's vile
women-hating spews
by anti-septic cleaner
Cocks know not evil
just your twisted septic mind
birthing hateful thoughts
by anti-septic cleaner
this is my really
bad haiku...
no more ideas
by bprofane of dreamland
killing the music
the sounds of the stereo
predicted chaos
by Jesse R
moaning in my bed
thrashing between the covers
it was just your mom
by Jesse R
it's predictable
how they crucify the cock
like boring old maids
by septic funeral
misanthropic beast
casts a fetid stench upon
human dignity
by anti-septic cleaner
golden shower dreams
an aged septic funeral
is a bed wetter
by anti-septic cleaner
life's bottom feeders
relish humiliation
but what goes around....
by anti-septic cleaner
just as is desire
Acceptance is part of life
You do not own it
by William Nippress
manna from the gods
her flesh reclined and ready
for golden showers
by septic funeral
raptors' lazy arcs
belie their relentless search
of the forest floor
by haiku half-wit of shawangunk mtns
It all cancels out.
I hate my own need and pride
when you accept me.
by snail
When you rub your dick,
you might find a discharge that
winds up on the floor
by Jesse R
Ass of a hippo,
Thunder Thighs slap to your pace
Wobbles as you walk.
by Jesse R
Cheifing on the blunt
Coughing on some wicked smoke
puff, puff, pass nigga!
by Jesse R
Walking hand-in-hand,
How the candles light your face.
Falling deeper in.
by Jesse R
septic funeral's
one-handed watusi dance
ejaculate jerk
by anti-septic cleaner of pleasantville
paparazzis' lust
Tiger's blood in the water
sharks close the circle
by soap lover of Days of Our Lives, USA
Tiger Woods did it now!
Bloodied face, hydrant and tree
Get the nails and cross!!!
by The mob of Calvery Hill
'yon naked trees s-w-a-a-a-y
a wind-dance trance 'tween limbs &
softly moaning wind
by haiku half-wit of shawangunk mountain
blustery brisk 'morn
windprints run amok upstream
rudely slap the shore
by haiku half-wit of new paltz
Fastest man alive
Not enough Heroes noways
Jet man crashes, Alive!
by William Nippress
