Best Whored Poems

Pity Clarity
by Michael R. Burch

Pity Clarity,
and, if you should find her,
release her from the tangled webs
of dusty verse that bind her.

And as for Brevity,
once the...

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Whored the moon

   'neath ravaged warm tides,

whence snowflakes caught fire

  channeling sea's frothy surrender

        ...

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37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’[a] 38 This is the first...

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don’t need the KGB
don’t need the CIA
don’t need the FBI
don’t need the MI5
don’t need the ASIS
don’t need the SIRC
don’t need the CSE
don’t need the I&SC
don’t...

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Chasing a dream, she flaunts her tight body
and dresses sexy, though never gaudy.
Catering to upper society,
high-priced call girls project propriety.

Easily enticed by riches, she yearns,
sex...

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I dream of a time 
When I speak my mind
For mothers
For women
For
Her

But all of this dreaming
Has got me rethinking
Oh what
Sort of
Ruckus 
I'd 
Stir 

What people...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : XXXIX

   For Aurélien BARRAU, the consummate millenial teacher

IF you pull a long perplexed face
At the way...

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We await her arrival
Our maiden of secrecy
Cherished by the stars
Whored by the moon
We wait for her day and night
Our hearts flutter into specs of cherished...

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(So contradicting)
Yet un purposely...
I'm seeking what's already been found,
for reasons unknown.
I control myself, 
but myself controls me.
Is there reason?
Meaning?

(Constantly seeking)
What am I looking for?
The big...

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remember when JFK
wanted to show the Soviets
just how big our dick was
before the end of the 60’s
by shooting our load deep
into space, so as to...

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With a little tightening round the waist 
the skinny day comes out to taste the 
fatness of the light
I am in sight of something great...

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SUMMER TIME
 
Summer time and, living is lemon squeezy 
Feet up enjoying my life it’s so easy peesy

My Daddy broke his back earning his living
My...

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They say that destiny does not wait
A man must be prepare and at the gate
When the moment to his future calls
Old folk wisdom is true...

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His aspiration to be couple
Which defined might maketh
Him lonely
That I might be a sweet remind
That he should suffer from his
Labors
And mi act to be define
He...

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