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Jerkology 101: A Red Pill For The Ladies
there he sits every night
eyes in a funky haze...glazed...
grazing over your poetry
he swears he can taste your pussy
through his laptop
he finally lost it when he read
one of your more explicit eroticas
even threw his skid marked undies at the screen
now he sits in a t-shirt and no drawers
with pen in one hand his penis in the other
jerking off to your vocabulary
scribbling juvenile incoherence
muttering your name in patterns of three's
Bilquist....Bilquist....Billllllquissssst
wanting...wishing his Goddess would come down
from her realm of Esoteria
and magically appear before him
he imagine he would immediately prostrate
and offer up his prostate for the
divine stimulation only you can give him
strap on the prosthetic..clap off the lights and
take 'ol boy beyond the veil
of a voyeur's paradise....heh heh
you can probable feel him right now
lurking over your poetry
with semen infested thoughts
look...from street harassment to cyber stalking
i can understand why a chick
wears a resting bitch face...
i get it..cuz dudes like this ain't got no chill
still tho...just know.
whenever your quill spills
his balls spills in honor of you....heh heh..
it's just a bitter pill you gonna
have to learn to swallow
..[ pun intended?..yes or no? ]
here's to happy trolling....haaaa....
um out!
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