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Maul
i.
They didn't
quite know
what to do
so they place
upright hands
upon a red
oak table
ii.
tension rises
reading lines
branded into
soft flesh
as they lean
their head
against my
forehead
iii.
I never thought
tables would
become my
nemesis
iv.
until my
carnal legs
craved to
climb
across
that god
forsaken
table.
Published 18th Apr 2023
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19th Apr 2023 00:28am
You vould almost enter NorthernSoul's erotic comp with this one, no body parts allowed though. Interesting sparse imagery, nice use of haptics, it has presence.
19th Apr 2023 3:56am
You are already one of my new favs here.
This being an excellent example of why.
No wasted words. No fluff. Just precise lines that build incredible poetry.
Awesome.
This being an excellent example of why.
No wasted words. No fluff. Just precise lines that build incredible poetry.
Awesome.
19th Apr 2023 5:56am
Dear N,
My esteemed poets above have already used up the good words to compliment your poetry. Now I have to figure something else to say…oh yes, totally dig it! 😊 Your subtlety let’s the reader invoke their own thoughts. There’s a true elegance in that I admire. H🌷
My esteemed poets above have already used up the good words to compliment your poetry. Now I have to figure something else to say…oh yes, totally dig it! 😊 Your subtlety let’s the reader invoke their own thoughts. There’s a true elegance in that I admire. H🌷
19th Apr 2023 6:18am
Reads as thoughts of someone who first 'did it' on a table.
I never thought
tables would
become my
nemesis
I never thought
tables would
become my
nemesis
Anonymous
- Edited 2nd Jul 2023 5:45pm
19th Apr 2023 5:49pm
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25th Apr 2023 2:22pm
