Submissions by adagio
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Unfortunately, the world is what it is. There is only one of us. I don't play the games to gather a list of fools. I am genuine and don't stampede with the wandering herd. I am my own thinker. BS doesn't fit me. Secondary ID, "SeanAbbey"
Oysters Drowing
Diary Entry
Oysters drowning. Surrendering to her advances last
night. Popping her cork, keeping me on my back for
most of the night. Nibbling at my foreskin a bit
paranoid as my sister read verses from the Motel's
Gideon. Curling my toes, getting laid. Fucking her
Godzilla, obsessive unhinged lusting taboo, kissing
her with tongue and three fingers Jack in her cunt.
Drowning oysters.
Oysters drowning. Surrendering to her advances last
night. Popping her cork, keeping me on my back for
most of the night. Nibbling at my foreskin a bit
paranoid as my sister read verses from the Motel's
Gideon. Curling my toes, getting laid. Fucking her
Godzilla, obsessive unhinged lusting taboo, kissing
her with tongue and three fingers Jack in her cunt.
Drowning oysters.
#erotic
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Tryst
Cocaine in the hash house with absinthe glass
between a prophet's cock and cricket's ass
in neon of a cicada's tongue of the dark's
vibrator under my pillow exposing the clit
of secret tryst
between a prophet's cock and cricket's ass
in neon of a cicada's tongue of the dark's
vibrator under my pillow exposing the clit
of secret tryst
#erotic
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Last Night
Last Night...
I gave her my semen, she gave me her dew
on clean sheets of scented plum
Tangled in a thousand threads of yesterday's
wine
Becoming one at the altar of her soul rising
from the depth's of decadent debauchery
With incestuous ink of twilight's ash smoldering
a tympani of delirium's fragrance, a thin veil
of smile
Inheriting the shadow of promiscuity lusting
for her sake sharing the flames of a heart
glowing...
To be continued
I gave her my semen, she gave me her dew
on clean sheets of scented plum
Tangled in a thousand threads of yesterday's
wine
Becoming one at the altar of her soul rising
from the depth's of decadent debauchery
With incestuous ink of twilight's ash smoldering
a tympani of delirium's fragrance, a thin veil
of smile
Inheriting the shadow of promiscuity lusting
for her sake sharing the flames of a heart
glowing...
To be continued
#erotic
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Cotton-Candy Boy
Coming killjoy
eat that corn dog
compel to the core
carnivorous whore
cotton-candy boy
on dark's carousel
eat that corn dog
compel to the core
carnivorous whore
cotton-candy boy
on dark's carousel
#dark
#erotic
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Unsullied
Unsolicited interlude fragrance of obscenity
thirsting unsullied promiscuity borrowing
verses in autumn's breeze négligée scattered
among leaves smelling like roses of obscenity
unsullied promiscuity listening to the pulse
...whispering, "Goodnight"
thirsting unsullied promiscuity borrowing
verses in autumn's breeze négligée scattered
among leaves smelling like roses of obscenity
unsullied promiscuity listening to the pulse
...whispering, "Goodnight"
#dark
#erotic
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Come to Sodom
Whatever makes you blush, "Come to Sodom"
or whatever ruse awakens the lusting soul
hungering intimate desires of debauchery
asking why angels sing in choirs until
the glory of a twilight martini and dreams
"Come to Sodom" stirring debauchery
with an olive
or whatever ruse awakens the lusting soul
hungering intimate desires of debauchery
asking why angels sing in choirs until
the glory of a twilight martini and dreams
"Come to Sodom" stirring debauchery
with an olive
#dark
#erotic
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Chimney Smoke
With a wisp of chimney smoke
witnessing macabre burlesque
of intoxicating dreams
with the social register
undressed...86 proof
in forgotten youth
exposing the flesh
of penultimate vermouth
with a wisp of chimney smoke
witnessing macabre burlesque
of intoxicating dreams
with the social register
undressed...86 proof
in forgotten youth
exposing the flesh
of penultimate vermouth
with a wisp of chimney smoke
#erotic
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Over Ice
Bombay memories go gently over ice and metaphors
awakening senses of cashmere soft as a woolen heart
inhaling the bramble of your kiss with a taste of gin
and passionate favors complementing the essence
of erotic alchemy awaking senses of cashmere
over ice and metaphors
awakening senses of cashmere soft as a woolen heart
inhaling the bramble of your kiss with a taste of gin
and passionate favors complementing the essence
of erotic alchemy awaking senses of cashmere
over ice and metaphors
#erotic
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Cheeky Glow
Haunting phantoms of insomnia
with no room for corpses
burning cheeky glow
embracing silence with placebo
Stirring with alchemy
with no pills to swallow
or potion to drink
echoing out of reach
Listening to puppeteers
in a grand charade
with naked threads
tangled in obscenity
Gaslighting insanity
rolling the dice
slipping through twilight
dancing edge of night
with no room for corpses
burning cheeky glow
embracing silence with placebo
Stirring with alchemy
with no pills to swallow
or potion to drink
echoing out of reach
Listening to puppeteers
in a grand charade
with naked threads
tangled in obscenity
Gaslighting insanity
rolling the dice
slipping through twilight
dancing edge of night
#dark
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Base Notes
In base notes of delirium
turquoise and vanilla beans
uncontrolled emotions
listening to the chords
in graffiti and strings
of seductive Patchouli
turquoise and vanilla beans
uncontrolled emotions
listening to the chords
in graffiti and strings
of seductive Patchouli
#philosophical
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Bagpipes Without Music
Hedonism and evangelicals succumbing
to philosophy of poetic literature
before wondering..."now what?"
of the absurdity meaninglessness
misery of narcistic idols and bagpipes
without music..."then what?"
to philosophy of poetic literature
before wondering..."now what?"
of the absurdity meaninglessness
misery of narcistic idols and bagpipes
without music..."then what?"
#philosophical
#WritingPoetry
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Possible Dream
A possible dream
Fragrances of emotions
Vessels of perfumery
Taking the breath away
In life's Parcheesi
Transporting memories
With thorn of the rose
Of fresh blown allergies
A possible dream
Fragrances of emotions
Vessels of perfumery
Taking the breath away
In life's Parcheesi
Transporting memories
With thorn of the rose
Of fresh blown allergies
A possible dream
#philosophical
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