our camping trip

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Lentil Illness, Jan 9, 2006.

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  1. Lentil Illness

    Lentil Illness Well-Known Member

    do you remember
    camping in the
    abandoned space
    the fields behind
    the new estate a
    two man tent for
    the four of us what
    a fucking squalid
    seedy state behind
    the new estate cold
    chinese meal without
    any plate he made
    open love to you
    behind the new estate
    behind red bricked
    houses and virgin fields
    leering louses betrayed
    spouses you little
    conniving biting bitch
    and he could not keep
    up his trousers i cried
    behind the new estate
    and feigned sleep so that
    i would not be raped

    pressure burns
    upon my legs
    from your incessant
    humping and from
    those tearing tent


    pegs
     
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Why aren't you published somewhere yet? I'd love to see a book of your writings. I'd buy it, and lots for my family :wink: all linguistics lovers, and who would like your stuff like I do. My family has good taste in such things.

    THanks for sharing your mind. I love reading your written thoughts, especially the way they're put together. The rhythm when read aloud.

    Reserve me a copy of your first future book.

    Sooz xoxoxox
     
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    Love your poem :biggrin:
     
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