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Tall Man π
We talked openly like friends
I loved him and let him walk right in
He waited for want and weakness
He was zeroing in
Pacing through my thoughts
As stealthy as a jungle cat
Finger fucked my sweet cunt
While he stroked his twisted snake
Got off to my offered devotion
Waited for my heart to break
Just enough to find a good size crack Stuck his cold thin hand through the open shattered slit
Twisted in his ugly paw and yanked hard on it
Grabbed what was left of the beat inside
My tick tock ripped open wide
Oh God how I bled
Bled bright Cherry red
And my cry was drowning and close to death
While he laughed and screamed
And danced on my on my pain
Taunted my end
My gasps like a fish on land fighting for breath
Now more than damaged, he scoffed
He masturbated his cock and his ego and nearly finished me off
He took and shoved everything deep in his pocket and easily forgot what from that heart I had willingly gave
He took it and sneered
"CUM was a you fuh mizzum you dumb hillbilly slave."
I loved him and let him walk right in
He waited for want and weakness
He was zeroing in
Pacing through my thoughts
As stealthy as a jungle cat
Finger fucked my sweet cunt
While he stroked his twisted snake
Got off to my offered devotion
Waited for my heart to break
Just enough to find a good size crack Stuck his cold thin hand through the open shattered slit
Twisted in his ugly paw and yanked hard on it
Grabbed what was left of the beat inside
My tick tock ripped open wide
Oh God how I bled
Bled bright Cherry red
And my cry was drowning and close to death
While he laughed and screamed
And danced on my on my pain
Taunted my end
My gasps like a fish on land fighting for breath
Now more than damaged, he scoffed
He masturbated his cock and his ego and nearly finished me off
He took and shoved everything deep in his pocket and easily forgot what from that heart I had willingly gave
He took it and sneered
"CUM was a you fuh mizzum you dumb hillbilly slave."
Written by
calamitygin
(Jennifer Michael McCurry)
Published 30th Nov 2015
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Re. Tall Man
30th Nov 2015 6:40pm
Captivating poem - this is powerful and intriguing. This makes me feel that you are a brave lady indeed xo
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Re: Re. Tall Man
30th Nov 2015 6:53pm
Thank you dear Raa..you are a strong woman yourself..and already held dear.
Love
Jennifer
Love
Jennifer
Re. Tall Man
30th Nov 2015 8:24pm
wow! not sure what to say here....sounds like you had an awful experience both emotional and physical...thank you for being brave to write about it
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Re: Re. Tall Man
30th Nov 2015 9:39pm
Re. Tall Man π
30th Nov 2015 9:32pm
A "dumb hillbilly slave"? Nope. You're the brightest star on Tobacco Road, and this tall guy can take a hike. The shorties have their advantages. Excellent work, Jen, and I love the pic!
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Re: Re. Tall Man π
30th Nov 2015 9:37pm
Re. Tall Man π
30th Nov 2015 9:58pm
Mmm. Sounds too digging. Reminds me of wat some math people call (vixens pay-back ).
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Re: Re. Tall Man π
You do not know me well enough to say that at all.
vix·en
ˈviksən/Submit
noun
a fem fox.
a spiteful or quarrelsome woman.
Read a few of my poems before you call me vixen. I am not a spiteful, or quarrelsome woman. Im was hurt and tried to kill myself and brave enough to be vulnerable and write about it.
Risk having comments like yours hurt all over again. Judge me because i speak up. Dude literally yelled with blood running down my wrists, who do you think you are? You dont know me.
I wouldnt judge you from one stupid comment and call you a misogynist pig.
🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐽🐽🐽🐽🐷
vix·en
ˈviksən/Submit
noun
a fem fox.
a spiteful or quarrelsome woman.
Read a few of my poems before you call me vixen. I am not a spiteful, or quarrelsome woman. Im was hurt and tried to kill myself and brave enough to be vulnerable and write about it.
Risk having comments like yours hurt all over again. Judge me because i speak up. Dude literally yelled with blood running down my wrists, who do you think you are? You dont know me.
I wouldnt judge you from one stupid comment and call you a misogynist pig.
🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐽🐽🐽🐽🐷
Re. Tall Man π
Anonymous
30th Nov 2015 10:17pm
Ahhh . . . There are rats, and then again there are RATS!
This encounter was of the stalking the vulnerable and
latching onto her, leaving her bruised physically, mentally
unhinged and laughing all the way to his next vulnerable
woman that is unfortunate enough to cross his path.
This encounter was of the stalking the vulnerable and
latching onto her, leaving her bruised physically, mentally
unhinged and laughing all the way to his next vulnerable
woman that is unfortunate enough to cross his path.
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Re: Re. Tall Man π
30th Nov 2015 10:43pm
Re. Tall Man π
Anonymous
30th Nov 2015 10:30pm
Jen,
It is a wiser woman who sits taller in the saddle and over cums, euphemism, or not.
tornado
It is a wiser woman who sits taller in the saddle and over cums, euphemism, or not.
tornado
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Re: Re. Tall Man π
Yeah sweetheart, thanks Tornado. Lu ya doll face. Lol over cums
Always
Jennifer
Always
Jennifer
Re. Tall Man π
1st Dec 2015 00:13am
This makes me admire you all the more my love. You've survived an experience which would overcome many. Yet you've lived to write about it honestly. It takes real courage to share those wounds which cut us to the core. I'll always love you my darling honey bun.
Your lover man come thick and thin,
John
Your lover man come thick and thin,
John
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Re: Re. Tall Man π
1st Dec 2015 1:38am
You save me over and over John.
Love you forever and back for it.
Always n always
Jennifer
Love you forever and back for it.
Always n always
Jennifer
Re. Tall Man π
1st Dec 2015 10:35am
That anyone should suffer this much pain at the hands of an unworthy arsehole (Who was 9 months too old on the day he was born) is beyond cruel. As you've not only survived but also thrived speaks volumes for your courage dear Jen
Respect..
Respect..
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Re. Tall Man π
1st Dec 2015 11:06am
visceral reasponse to this, miss jen, quite a feat...
... confronting something this soul agonizing with such grace
peace to you, dear heart
xo
... confronting something this soul agonizing with such grace
peace to you, dear heart
xo
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Re. Tall Man π
Re. Tall Man π
1st Dec 2015 7:12pm
Your poem made me realize how tough your really are Jen. It's a rare bird who can learn to fly after that terrible blow. To you a gentlemanly bow and a true hand held out not in hate but in friendship. An absolutely soul rending piece.
John
John
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Re. Tall Man π
1st Dec 2015 9:20pm