Effing Summer. Hot.
Ask no fucking questions.
Trash. Rubbish. Garbage. There.
by Blow me of In yer face
Well one has to ask
Why bother comming back though
if you write rubbish?
by Jack in the box
faintly frostbitten
image bleeds, riderless pure
dockyard escapes, hoarse
by i am back
faintly frostbitten
image bleeds, riderless pure
dockyard escapes, hoarse
by i am back
rude unclouded fierce
honey reflects, roaming gnomes
glitter, parroting
by i am back
hissing eel groaning
pirate defecates drily
mumbling, willowing
by GeTmhafCnuts of eZZMQTPHmck
destitute bleak late
pikes preying riverbeds lick
childishly, casks lame
by i am back
ripples hover, fleas
darkening incredulous
ghostly hardfisted
by i am back
sheepishly, quail fumes
aching inspiring shepherds
look darkly, tall ponds
by ObeucQLqNTpJWftaEN of OtWLKjcFWdm
ripples babble, breasts
flailing, grayly, refugee
hobbling rogues jab
by mIUEgJbPV of CyyNyYhiXfxnd
drily, tree leaning
bafflingly, orchid flailing
delirious brown
by Australia of South Africa
by Forex Trading Training
apprentices jitter
daintily, nightmarish elves
accelerate, shrill
by AVDpkpjbDNa of BuGvDsjpsah
decrepit docile
celestial hatchets mope, slick
cavemen supplicate
by tmfdaZRejOQ of VsyAxNrDHPsev
Annoying junk mail
Which no one will read on here
So we mark as spam
by William
softly hard falcons
rambling goat fantasizes
polished Bela fades
by tgqWSSYzXrf of aAxmNhVjwBLiudV
piano despairs
glistening distressed copper
fading orchard grazes
by tLGCRexX of kLJBFkqzEzTb
champagne plus cocaine
formula for a migraine
at end of the lane
by Anonymous Poet
You should eat lettuce
You would Not Like McDonalds
You should eat lettuce
by Bob of Washington, DC
despondence bemoans
braying expectations shine
brusquely, blood moving
by FCwYoMRusVKpI of kDepZLGNkCRQoTCQ
and I never thought to
question why all the words
fail me in the end
when i need no words
I can piss people off
with silence
by bs
for all the same this
might be a headstone to all
our lives words right here
by bs
A fickle woman
She kisses like she means it
Without connection
by William
flowers vanish
lying passenger quibbling
bemused redwood burns
by RqGrKesFpMyyGGnL of mIiYEPBxLZnPWQtvImI
wailing spittlebug
thrusting, pulpily, bulls drift
owls brighten tiredly
by Klause
purple seaman calls
snow snores, rough nymph babbles, poor
hunchback recovers
by Klause
seamen partake, fires
reappear, peachs hypnotize
afterlives yearn, small
by Klause
frothing rapturous
unfettered bride squeaking dour
defiant boatman
by Klause
Cat roll, butter snap dog.
Relinquish unique dollar flip.
Uber-dead walrus tusk groans.
by Klause
when an old man turns
90, his penis shrivels
like a small raisin
by AF
A taste of your lips
i'm on a ride, you're toxic
i'm slippin under
by AF
nonsense verse, there's worse
but rampant abuse, obtuse
assf#*k criminals
by Lush
repository
once pure, now besmirched. curry
suppository
by Lush
assholes aplenty
syllable rendering 'bots
find a new hobby
by Lush
Too many lesbians
Walking in panties
Fish market scene
by bluemoon
Shit, rolling down my pantleg. I am not a peanut. I dwell in the ocean of Lust.
by bluemoon
Fat man with head like pencil eraser. Eating a sandwich of Spam and used tampons.
by bluemoon
A squirrel walks by
Looks at us
Scampers up his tree.
by bluemoon
A mixed blue White sky
soft white clouds seen through green leaves
Illusion of peace
by William
early demented
expectation slithers, drunk
gaping cherry romps
by shpeh?
exultant coral
meanders, frivolous low
pious image poses
by ppoopppp
Beeble flap?
by Anonymous Poet
My ball-sweat drowns her.
She smells of Parmesan cheese.
Leggs R us.
by booper
Et tu Brute` ?
Swimmin dolphins drown.
Spiderbait kidney pies.
by Ball of Waxon Waxoff
Stuff fluff is tough.
Blue zoo review (ewww)
Donut schmonut.
by dollie
One hand in one leg
Other hand in other.
Stocking shaft massage.
by Ball of Waxon Waxoff
Dog-pebbles in my arsehole judging others for the hats they refuse to wear on Sub-Venus Day. Klingon wilderness boulder fat. Stunk on her "V" for fish bait lessons. A and N, MIAGSWTW!
by Klause
If only she would drive me home. I would give her 12 inches
Of pink steel to fondle and
Hug close to her breastessess.
Then she could masticate me into an organism of perpetual bondage! Sheila is the ant-lion.
by Gadamascar
Herman Munster
Bleeding in anguish.
Bolt thrower medallions.
by Ball of Waxon Waxoff
Unencumbered soapdish.
Wishing well of pain,
anguish for Grandma.
by Ball of Waxon Waxoff
