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The_Silly_Sibyl
The_Silly_Sibyl
Tommy or Tuppence
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom
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Poetry Contest

Write an unerotic poem
The poem MUST be about sex between two or more consenting adult humans. But it must also be spectacularly unsexy. Winner is the one who contributes the unsexiest poem.

For example:

Two bodies heaving
and falling.
One sweaty
hairy
breast
slaps against its mate.
(Or is it one of yours?)
We fart in loving unison.
The cat throws up in disgust.

anna_grin
anna_grin
ilchruthach
Dangerous Mind
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uh i think Iíve got this

anna_grin
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ilchruthach
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sex

after some
preliminary teasing , which
had become quite same-same

the more at stake the less shameless we are

i took my broken hand and struck it lightly across your face
i was afraid you would falter
you did not
(much)

a boy says he wants one thing when he's alone
with his hand down his pants
hoping to get into yours

with his dick out, he wants to be another man

the trick is to never break your gaze
Written by anna_grin (ilchruthach)
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anna_grin
anna_grin
ilchruthach
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don't cry, the sex is terrible

you are the grip of a drowning boy

i want to kick your eyes

you are the thrust of a teenage porn addict

you are the wet patch

on my back while i sleep

i hate the sound of your voice

you bore me dumb. you bother me

and you cling like i am a life raft


you are stumbling in the smoking area

trying to relate to the soldier

crying while he spits

i want to drain your eyes,

snip off your tear ducts

Written by anna_grin (ilchruthach)
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The_Silly_Sibyl
The_Silly_Sibyl
Tommy or Tuppence
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Thanks for the entries, Anna!

AspergerPoet56
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Fumbling Among The Alley Trash

seen through
an alcoholic haze
she almost passed
for human
balls needed emptied

even the hair
on her top lip
her masculinity
was no turn off
my need was greater

when we kissed
could taste tobacco
smell her perfune
au de stale sweat
my favourite

hand slid down
dipping into damp panties
Was it arousal
or had she peed
i didnt care

fumbling
like i was looking
for loose change
i pulled out
a sorry half hard sausage

Pushed her
Down on her knees
said in my most soberest tone
milk it baby
it's full of protien

she chewed
on it for awhile
in true
gentlenanly style
gave her all i had




Written by AspergerPoet56
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gardenlover
gardenlover
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom
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Arousal

We married in the virgin state,
We both wished to procreate;
How to do it? I assume;
Plant my seed inside her womb.
 
We had been childhood friends;
But told that nudity offends;
We had never viewed each other bare;
Had never seen her pubic hair.
 
In bed together I must decide
What to do with my bride.
We explored each others flesh
She's delighted and gets fresh
 
Soon we discover how its done
And that it was really fun;
No looking back; from there on;
We're copulating night to dawn
 
Written by gardenlover
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faithmairee
faithmairee
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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United States
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almost an affair

 
 
 
if we turn this thing we have
into a sordid love affair
then we may never  
know what we
have missed by never
having kissed or soiled sheets
in rooms we'd just as
soon forget when love
walks out on all fours
Written by faithmairee (Faith Elizabeth Brigham)
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The_Silly_Sibyl
The_Silly_Sibyl
Tommy or Tuppence
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United Kingdom
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Thanks for the entries, guys!

Razzerleaf
Razzerleaf
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Night clubs, back-alleys and all the wrong reasons

 
The beer-cellar smell of a daytime night club,
sticks to the stale ale carpets and painted purple corners,
dark enough to mask the taint of bleach and vomit.

But at night, the lights writhe in a snake pit of color,
sweat arcs the air like blood splatter patterns,
tunes revolve the room. Head back shot glass harmonics,
burst inhibitions in Prosecco bubbles, before they fall flat.

Outside behind the bins, the exit sign
dims and glows above a drunken clash
of teeth and hips, stricken sailing ships,
split masts wrapped around the midriff.
Below decks the crew blindly follow orders,
shot loaded and fuse set, a single cannon
separates the wrecks.

The forgotten mistake of a dank tiny flat,
clings to the smell of damp washing and nappies,
enough to hide the false smiles of the strangers.
Written by Razzerleaf
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Green_Arrow
Green_Arrow
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She Felt A Small Something Go Inside Her

She
felt a
small something
go inside her
which made the chick sit
up and see her man with
his face stuffed in the spot that
was in between her legs before
she looked at the scene outside that one
window still open due to rising temps.
Written by Green_Arrow
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