Best Fetishes Poems

For years the witches have gathered
Practicing their satanic rites of insanity
How many people have they butchered
Secluded, in this forested den of iniquity

Open fields surrounding the...

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Renee Vivien Translations


Song
by Renée Vivien
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

When the moon weeps,
illuminating flowers on the graves of the faithful,
my memories creep
back to you, wrapped...

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My Sister Lover
Only the dead are smiling.
To Console a broken heart takes strength
Blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see God.
It took thirty...

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It’s not rare ; it’s a common plight..
Best way to start a good fight.

There are a lot of studies about diseases,
Symptoms include coughs and sneezes.

Aches,...

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Into the darkness with adventurous fantasies at stake 
Wondering how much this creative experience 
Will actually make 
It was only a few months ago 
One’s...

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Nymphomania Is all she can grant you along with a well spent night
This femme fatale isn't something A man can't handle 
A sex-fiend straight from...

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Eproctophile

As fetishes go
This one you must know
Eproctophile – doctors will tell you
With the passing of gas
Arousal at last
Eproctophiles just want to smell you

Uncle Mike...

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A sniper was around.
I did not want to rush 
and kiss the jessamine.

Last night, it was a 
retributory offer
to put off the candle.

I am here...

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Kaotic kleverment gets me in double trouble 
You're juzz jealuss cuz I can make a sky full of precious slangs and beautiful rubble 
You wanna...

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A false perspective from the drug
adversity confirm the slug
to cover my lost space, a plug
the prior years seem lost to tug!

Some remnant, some impersonal shrug
has...

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Staggered by the virus burning through the city veins,
Stop motion, speeded up, the slam of distant trains,
Rattled through the concrete as forgotten people die,
Howling jets...

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A while ago someone accused my work of being nothing short of soft ****. Here is my reply. 

Hypocrisy is a wonderful thing.
With words said...

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I tell you
it is rough being the poet
of petty bourgeois 
middle class complaint. 
Sensibilities based in
the ordinary.
Fetishes and obsessions
clinging to the prosaic
with no great success...

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We meet strangers in open
or closed spaces,
and somehow our hearts
familiarize with each other,
right before we know each other's
hobbies, names, parents, fetishes....
Our hearts conspire against us;
they...

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I don't know who i am....
and why i dream all night
or how I'm going to get out of this situation
and when will my suffering of...

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