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God Has Gone Up

        God Has Gone Up Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem She doesn’t think about his hairy pit. She thinks about his arm, the right one with Its bulging vein. She doesn’t think of tit With nubbly...

Zip, Zap, Slap

Zip, Zap, Slap Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem That oops-ish, Oh My Gosh-ish feeling comes https://www.bwpawards.org/winners2017#&gid=1&pid=1 Sometimes, yes even to an amphipod It seems. The...

Surging

                Surging If planets spun before it entered you, They faltered, staggered as I thrust inside And upwards.  If the oceans once were blue, They changed to blood with foaming lust.  The stride Of hardened flesh in yielding slickness changed The universe to...

Stud Poker

               Stud Poker Philosophers…they don’t know any more About The Truth than Greek pig farmers do. The rest of us not part of these two poor Groups (salesmen, poets, priests…) don’t have a clue. A prophet and a Plato come along. They have...

Antediluvian and Modern Man

Antediluvian and Modern Man     The crotch, a man’s crotch, is located in The center of his body, of his soul. It’s at the core of him and in his sin. His essence comes out shooting from his pole When he is more a man on fire with lust (Or love; you call it what you...