Short Unbrushed Poems

She
brought with her
roasted chicken.
I opened my mouth and
shut it.


Her
sweetest lips
come to kiss mine
as her white teeth was so
unbrushed.


With
nudity
she gained my lust.
Which causes me to run 
away.


Her
present worth
a great value.
Knowing fully she is
a whore...

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The best words I've ever said stayed
in my head,  the people are fine, dogs 
walking too.
The water glitters, the gulls make gull sounds.

I thought I had secrets but
God knows there's none to
be found.  I'm as wide as any 
book, smaller than the ants too.

I'm on my way to places
that welcome you in
dirty underwear, unbrushed
teeth and dandruff in your
hair.  I haven't seen my face
in a long time, it's no longer
really there....

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When my mind is lost
I'll ask her then
To take my hand 
And slowly bend
To the sounds we make
When we're alone
To dance with me
On floors of stone
From saddened gaze
I'll brush her hair
And braid the mess
I find there
When my mind is lost
I'll tell her then
To take my love
And slowly end
The time we have
To be alone
To let me go
On my way back home
Her saddened gaze
Her unbrushed hair
The braided mess
That finds us there
When my mind is lost...

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Peter had to fly,
was that just last night?
I have attachment issues.
I hate saying goodbye
- it always makes me cry
an embarrassing tear or two.

Holidays go so fast
relativity’s been proven at last!
Fourteen days of leisure
of sordid intertwined pleasures
on days free of study pressures.

This morning i was in despair
splayed out on an uncomfortable chair
with tangled, unbrushed hair
wearing faded PowerPuff underwear
bored, and wishing Peter was there....

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