Let this be my sacrament of lust.
Red dripping flesh I tear with my teeth,
Absorbed by my viscera,
Becoming one with my being,
Merging with my soul.
I am an eater of dead things,
As are we all.
Why should I not indulge my instincts?
I am as I was made,
Not as you would wish.
Simpering vegans,
Pantywaist abstainers,
Steer clear of my path
Lest I eat you alive tonight
And you’ll all be defecate by morning.
Na zdravie.
Categories:
pantywaist, allegory, food,
Form: Burlesque
Calico passion smelly tabby cat chatting
Pomeranian silent kenneling
Little box awakening
tubby looney
I craved the Pekingese pantywaist
...but I'm a dog. Meow
5/23/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Categories:
pantywaist, adventure, confusion, identity, lost
Form: Free verse
You are a pantywaist she said.
Not knowing what this was, he was instantly angry.
But it could mean something good, I lied.
Knowing it didn’t.
Categories:
pantywaist, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse