Quit fighting. Give in.
Just give me your eyes and I’ll
Take on your struggle.
It’s just so easy.
Every fiber in you is
Screaming, “please! Save me!”
You are the only
One left. No one cares. It was
Always in your head.
Life goes on and you
Are not there. You, the best one.
Come to me, lie down.
Little lion man,
Give me your tongue that I may
Gently sweeten it.
I would not, could not
In the butt, I would not, could
Not, for it is shut.
A finger in my
Ass, you say? No finger will
Enter me today.
A leather ball gag
Is not for me; even if
You say I’m a drag.
These proclivities
Which you suggest are simply
Not my cup of tea.
Try it and I may,
You say? Very well. Only
To please you. Okay.
Say! This isn’t so
Bad. I rather like it in
The butt! You can go
Further, if you want!
Faster, faster, go, go, go!
Wow! What a jaunt!
I do so like it
In the ass! Perhaps I’ll try
That ball gag! Don’t quit!
You are a wise man,
I can see, humane, thank you,
Thank you, Sam I Am.
(Illustrations from Dr. Seuss’ The Seven Lady Godivas)
I don’t care if you
Respect me. I don’t give a
Shit who knows. I need
Your cock inside me,
Or my fucking head might just
Explode. Come on! Ahh.
Face it, we have a
Connection. It’s not
Just friendship. I know
You’re with him now, and
I know you masturbate to
Our memories when you
Think no one’s watching.
You can’t give me up. I’m still
Inside you. You might
As well let me fuck
You. You’ll feel better. My hands
Have traced the curves of
Your body so often,
It’s just muscle memory
By now. Come on. Don’t
Make me get rough with
You. Unless that’s what you want.
I’m game if you are.
Babe, not here. Can you
Keep your hands to yourself? They
Are going to see
Us. Look. They saw us.
Okay. Okay. That does feel
Really fucking good.
Don’t stop. I don’t give
A shit about the hot dog
Guy. If you stop what
You’re doing before
I come, I will fucking kill
You! Oh my god. Yes.
“You’ve been teasing me
All night, and it’s time you got
What you deserve.” I
Murmur into your
Ear, as I slowly raise your
Skirt to unveil your
Magnificent ass.
If your husband could see you
Now, what would he say?
Innocuously
It starts; you’re pleased with reforms
Less taxes, service
Improved. It ends with
A bullet in the head, dead,
Desolate, lonely.
(Image is an X-ray from Kosovo mass grave, victim of war crimes)
You must believe the
Tale which I will tell you. On
My way to work one
Day, suddenly did
I float skyward. Machines did
Slice my clothes from me,
And I was told that
My survival depended
On my coming. No
Choice was there, and so
With my pussy did I fuck
For all it was worth.
The mind and earth and
Universe shattering joy
Of my orgasm
Changed my outlook and
My life forever. And so,
Dear John, with regret
Do I end our long
Engagement. For if the Moon
Men made me come, you
Could have done it, too.
Now in search of pleasures I
Must go, they await.
The freedom for which
We strive, fight and die is not
Without its pleasures.
Herman’s Hermitage 