When Holmes ejaculated,
'It doesn't take a brilliant detective
to identify many of the people
on this planet are damaged or defective,'
Dr. Watson was heard to observe,
'Never a truer word spoken.
Most we meet, at 221B Baker street,
are utterly, if not completely, broken.
Psychologists reason, 'Conditioning's the cause
for them to follow such absurd routines,'
but it's my considered and confirmed belief,
insanity really and truly runs in the genes.'
'pon reflection, in the blink of an eye,
quoth Sherlock in reply,
'All the King's horses and all the King's men,
couldn't put Humpty together again,
and the same goes for those we know.
But if I'm wrong on that, I'll eat your bowler hat,
or my deerstalker chapeau.'
Mothered inspiration birthed from the seed of my soul
send my mind in to a frenzy with racing thoughts hard to gather and control
Words roll off my tongue with provocative pronunciation
climaxed by the inflection of each insertion of punctuation
ejaculated thoughts wrestled into pleasure provoking position are gone over back and forth and back and forth until the work is at a its greatest peak and ready for submission
New sensations flourish as visual aspects of the write begin to grow
the girth and length of your creation are now taking shape and beginning to show
fingers gripping pens
Pens gliding over paper
Paper once plain white showing the stain from its ink filled raper
A master piece of your own perfection
each pen stoke bringing it closer to desire
pace is quickening now finished with sparks of blazing fire
Just another completed writting but written with such a hunger
It was meant to be innocent but may not be subtable for the younger
The piano tuner
there used to be a greengrocer on the ground floor
except for potatoes, there was not much call for
another vegetable, the shop closed a piano tuner rented
the space and partly white-washed the windows
he didn't like to be seen by passers-by
I sat on the gate into our yard pretending to be a cowboy
when he asked me to help him in the shop, yes, I was glad
to help got boring being a cowboy
He sat me on a piano stool, opened up my fly, began
playing with my innocent , with his right hand he
wanked himself, I was too petrified in fear I didn't
run away; when he ejaculated, he dried himself with a hanky
in his pocket and, in a brusque manner, told me to leave
Outside, it took me a while to realize this man was a pig
but I was too ashamed to tell anyone and instead went
up to our flat opened a book by Robert Louis Stevenson
and began reading about islands and bright light
By 12
By 12 I was
fully grown. My height was
the envy of
the short arses in
my classes. I wasn’t a
porker like
some ... I was
spared fat jokes. My level of
pituitary activity was, well,
excellent. Hormone increases were
too. Ejaculated more than
most. My secondary sex characteristics gave me
some respect. I was the first in
my class to
break their
voice. My thin mo caused awe in
the hairless. Deductive reasoning was
special. My systematic problem finding the answers to
things had triple the
different possibilities thought about, mulled, prior to
the answers being chosen. I was the king of
abstract thoughts, and that
riddled others with
confusion and
anger. It was easier for me to
manipulate abstract concepts than
concrete ones. Hours on
end I’d get lost in
idealistic contemplation of
hypotheticals until I was
clapped out
of it. I spent a lot of
time lost in
identity formation. I soaked in
everything. Long-term memory
ached. I praised daily the
elaboration added to
encoding strategies. I avoided happily interactions with
most. Opposite-peers I avoided
happily. I was
undateable.
Everyone sees
except the clown
eternal illusions
edged into oblivion
exposed
even old ladies laugh now and know
earmark of fool
ego bigger than a hallmark brain
egotistical mind ejaculated into space
eccentricity of ai caught red handed
embodiment of fraud
emotionless thief who steals the spotlight
empathy a pill he will never swallow
embezzling attention anyway he can
enchanted realms, he has been forbidden
encroaching on poetic graveyards, a sin
ears that hear, eyes that see
escape this villain, run for sanity
The penetration,no matter how slight,of the vgina or anuss with any body part or object,or oral penetration by a sax organ of another person,without the consent of the victim.The false belief that pregnancy can almost never result from rape was widespread for centuries but new research says that When a viable sperm penetrates a viable egg inside a woman's reproductive tract,the result is a fertilized egg that can then implant in the uteruss.That fact of life is consistent regardless of how that sperm and egg met up,including whether or not the sperm was ejaculated during rape.Note.Zafar injection needle GAME.
Maggots
If ejaculated semen
From millions of seafarers
Over a hundred years.
Think of this floating loneliness
had met up and formed
An Island.
And up from its depth
Sprung the unborn
Like larvae
Whose only contact
With mothers
Depended
On what the seaman
was dreaming at the time.
Not a new Atlantis emerging
But an island
Of tedium
And tired desire.
Not on a chart
To see its existence
So, be careful when dreaming.
Spent
By Sy Roth
Her ears still tremble with the sounds
Shocked into somnolence gasping to make sense.
The giddy bassist a rue of flapping gums missing the flats,
The drummer’s lips moving in asynchronous confusion--
But seem excited
She a carved, lost soul curved by existence.
Puffs of Kool smoke rising in O’s frame the scene
Off camera, and she feels dejected
Her voice a raspy concordance of ills
Of the world she just flagellated.
They stirred the fatalistic mob into a nihilistic frenzy
Tired arms from their robust gyrations
Oily hair whipping their brows
A spent ecstasy of ejaculated postulations
As the air quieted to a dull roar
And they waited for the next round of guttural pronouncements.
She is bent with the effort,
Grainy hair framing an awe-shocked brow
Unsatisfied now
The quiescent instruments and amps no longer giving voice.
Her voice now shuttered---
Bandmates off to share brewskis and medicinal snorts.
Her song long gone.
Spent, she waits for a comforting hand,
None to be found.
A solitary creature waiting in the never-ending waiting room
Spent.
A vessel sets off from the Cape of Despair.
A brown girl of ten is the tiniest shipment.
They’re fed up with the indigenous misery.
They sold everything, enchanted by the
traffickers’ fake promises. Their migratory
dreams leap like the kangaroos. But Australia
is beyond the likely maelstroms and cyclones.
They conquer hunger with the dry fruits and
resist the chill with their will. Diesel and their
energy run out. They’re fast asleep beneath
the blanket of fatigue. Soon they vanish within
a gigantic turbulent wave. They find another
version of the world, where there are neither
borders nor flags. They wander in the blue
woods with peeping blackbucks. Red-striped
snakes float in the fragrance of the night blooms.
Ecstasy is ejaculated. None of them feel any sense
of loss. Food is no longer a haunting thought.
They enjoy true charms in pure freedom.
Life is beautiful beyond the mystery of death.
First published in The Literary Hatchet
Legal ***********
The young man had the ability to get an ********
on demand, but to do this he had no sex life, as he had to save
his ability, but went around with constant lust
At the drawing class for ladies, the door was locked to protect
their blushes as they tried to draw a nude body with a creation
A lady - in a trance- got up an touched the man`s member,
once, twice, trice and he ejaculated all over her face, the hounds
of *********** broke down the door and ate the woman`s head.
blood on the floor and an orgiastic copulation; on the You-Tube
it was viewed one million times.
A Glorious Moment
The bedroom was in semi-darkness your body glowed
I kissed every part of it now I licked your vagina, you stopped me
Didn`t want the moment to end.
Now you wanted me to take you from behind this silky
Smoothness I had to stop, we lie still till you moved and I moved too
Faster and faster we ejaculated at the same time.
You turned around embraced me, and thus we fell asleep.
When we awoke it was dusk we had been in heaven, but now we
We`re back on earth and someone had knocked on the door.
Human Maggots
If ejaculated semen
From millions of seafarers
Over hundred years
Think if this floating loneliness
Had met up and formed
An Island
And up from its depth sprung
The unborn like larvae
Whose only contact
With mothers were what
The seaman
Was dreaming of at the time
Not Atlantis re- emerging
But an island born out of tedium
And tired desire
Not on a chart
To find its existence
So be careful when dreaming.
A Poet is Amused
Now when we say good bye give me
a promise with your hands and lips
no, I didn`t mean an apple.
Object
Plutocrat
Advocate
That has nothing to do with grammar.
Who said it did?
The first time I saw naked woman was a September night
she stood by the fire cleaning her private part
soapy pubic hairs
overcome by desire, I ejaculated fell to the ground
in someone else’s garden.
Poets are like whores sell romantic poems and show
their filthy souls to anyone in need of a dream.
He goes to the nearest tavern and has a dram
and doesn’t let grammar get into it only wishes to live
in a society that ban full stop and comma.
A quickie in the kitchen
I’m quite a normal sort of person Ì do not steal and
only lie with passion. In the house, we lived in there
were two flats on the second floor, a lady rented a
room and we shared the kitchen with her. Yes, it was
not a place where the middle classes cared to live.
One day in the kitchen I was fifteen and kissed her
I put her face -down on the table lifted her left knee
on a chair pulled her pants down and in it went like
a knife in an over ripe melon I quickly ejaculated,
a geyser of semen ran down her legs she burped ale
grabbed a kitchen towel- her own – drying her legs
We did this every afternoon till my mother caught us
in the act and hell broke loose. I fled to the communal
bath-house which also had a swimming pool and stayed
until closing time. At home mother sat reading, she
looked up said I was disgusting. Five minutes longer she
said as to herself and with that woman!
Unisex sex protection in
Using condoms rubber
Latex covering the *****
During sexual intercourse
Preventing to catch a sexually
Transmitted disease branding
Names of use trojan,lifestyles,
Magnums,ect a water proof
Holding in ejaculated semen
Condoms.
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