Short Bottom(A) Poems

She rushed to me and gave my bottom a kiss
I was disturbed something went badly amiss
I asked her the reason
Of this loathsome treason
She said with the rue" a pure halitosis."...

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A bat, a ball
A floor, a wall

A pot, a pan
A plot, a plan

A tree, a leaf
A tribe, a chief

A bottom, a top
A thief, a cop

A hop, a skip
A flop, a flip

A star, a moon
A song, a tune

A smile, a glance
A wink, a trance

A love, a life
A man, a wife

A bird, a bee
A you, a me....

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what is
this thing

close up
very shapely

but taken in
from a distance

sheer terror contorts
my face like Munch's

Scream and i do
scream now seeing

understanding contrast
of color her skin darkening

knowing now the meaning
of the bikini as she faces me

from afar i see her top as if
horns and her bottom a smile

thinking Lovecraft could not
even imagine the demon before me...

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Falling and cut, the ground far 
The music box plays, winds blow
Her words lie, untruths rein being
Still dark and cold, the river flows

Yet falling on, the silence holds
The dancers spin, a dance in vain 
And it goes on, this life we’ve won
The sad song sings over and over she falls like rain

Where is the end? The black crash burns
Reality cries, and silence calls for collision 
Screaming mute and the fall still clear
To hit the bottom, a timeless decision?...

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Every man with a sense of purpose has what he wants: a homeowner – a homeownership; a slickster, as slick as a public pool’s bottom, – a public pool; a villain – curses; a hero – a commemorative plaque on the wall of the house wherein he lived for a quarter century with his miserable marriage. I want nothing, ergo, I have nor marriage, nor curses, nor plaque, nor homeownership. I have no pool either.

Here we have an illustration of the deficiencies of a freelancer's lifestyle....

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