to accept ******
to accept people that weep
to accept that terrorism
leads this way
oh it does
And it has become that weeping is the way that we look
through a teaful eye
no matter what brain the eyes came from
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 2:59 PM UTC
booth
the touch of a shoulder arm
on the hand
war planes
sinking bombs
on the touch
kids naked in the street
crying
mamma blown up
her touch on my hand
in the photograph booth
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 4:02 PM UTC
I look from the window; and could happily spit on the brains walking by
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 3:45 PM UTC
or not show
as the brothal of auschwitz
turned off the lights
Women from all areas of the auschwitz camp
were rounded up
and told to perform
*** acts to the prisoners of the camp
oh and
in return
they would be given better food to eat
but locked up in nothing more than a metal cell
for years
Theses women
were not prostitutes
and they did not choose to reside in a brothel
or work from
these women were human trafficked
slaves to the ones that put the money in the pocket
and also the slaves to the ones that ****** Them
and by the way
Prositutes Get Paid
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 3:38 PM UTC
to all those that taught me
to the ones
and for all
that stood like adults but stooped like bent and unwatered flowers
and watered themselves
turing into weeds
f off to all that shook their head to my destiny
I know that mine is better than yours
all
sorry about that
not really
And to all those
the mummy and the daddy
F Off
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 3:47 PM UTC
and the ***** lays limp
long lost
to take out the mother
is her
slap the face
and kick the ribs
as **** rises
and sits on the ground
stirring self bits
to ****
with a wanking hand
hands
hundreds of decades of *****
Rule
With a hard on
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 3:16 PM UTC
about the vicious
hard on
it is not me to blame
**** off
you are to blame
take your **** out of my face
your smelly neck and ear hairs
****** arms
pinning me down
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 3:31 PM UTC
Love the bread in my hand
Love the food too
Love the time walked
or thought
Love more
And loved
All
Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 4:00 PM UTC
when the storms
throw
me
and they do
and when
I get it
and when I ignore
as a Woman
with stones that blister my head
as in pain
I say
**** You
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 3:50 PM UTC
a non forgotten thing
of remeberance
and it scares to the bone of such sights
and every day is another photograph
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 3:31 PM UTC
