"fleshlight" poems
a shake weight table steak
powdered sugar cigarette
break burning in alcohol
and corn flakes
a big ********* cluster-fuck
of broken noses and carefully
crafted poses posting pictures
of processed hipster's and blisters,
shit-stirrers and culture twisters
jockeying for a spot
all melting in the ***
quiz show **** beads and
fleshlight teenage dreams
soaking through entitled
suburban screens choking
on plastic screams
chocolate dipped cancer fingers
city bus exhaust lingers
prescription bottle salvation bringers
and underneath it all the bible
belt girdles the gurgling masses
of glazed diabetes and frosted
faith pooling in the belly of
America
a fat flabby mess of
snake oil boiling
in stomach acid
and pesticide
"welcome, honey! grab a seat
anywhere you'd like --I'll be
right with you!"
Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 11:51 AM UTC
Look at me!
Alone in my room writing poems
So ladies, is my profile picture ****
You know I am a ****** and almost 30 right?
I have been practicing with my fleshlight, haha
I have been practicing
OOhhhh *** and *** and more ***
Americans love ***
And I am a 21st century ******
I hope a woman finds my writing arousing
And I hope it makes her *** hehe
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
Respect your fleshlight
Keep it clean
Not every man
Finds a woman
So it seems
Hot water
Bacterial spray
And powder too
Cleanses and restores
Makes the fleshlight
Like new
Treat your fleshlight
With great care
Waves of pleasure
It will take you there
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 5:09 PM UTC
your neck is concrete
where once it was limber;
but your hair was pulled once
too vigorously
and now all you can do is nod.
and it’s not that you forgot how to say
no.
it’s that you simply cannot say
no;
no, I don’t want to hook up with you
no, this isn’t giving me any pleasure
no, you treat me like a
sub-human fleshlight.
but you still go ahead with it;
a fantastical distraction.
but that’s all it ever is
in it’s many forms;
a distraction.
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 5:34 AM UTC
Last night
I watched a guy
Play a Perfect Dark Mod
With Golden Eye levels
He created simulations
To play against
In a free for all
Today I watched
A Halo 3 AI battle
Spartans vs Elites
One absurd event
Leads to another
I workout
But I don't get
Big muscles
I came into
My fleshlight yesterday
Human life is sad
Stupid
Oh there is the paper there
Health care costs
To rise in 2017
Everything costs
And i have no money
Who cares?
Why do we need
Two expensive BMWs?
I don't know
Money is power
And I'm paid
By the hour
The expression
On my face
Appears quite dour
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 3:48 PM UTC
Who plays the game of love
What's the definition of
this game of give and tug
There must be some rules of glove
What's the length an field of play
Who refs the risks and rates the lay
When can you win, lose or draw dismay
Why aren't there more tactics, array
This game of love seems to confound
When some is lost some more abound
The winner gives up bounty to mound
Loser takes and takes and rakes the ground
You play to win but the match won't make
You play to lose and the match you wake
Flame fueled fire burning through the fleshlight
Or slow burning coal that may last through night
When playing this game can you retire
To focus on life's more true desire
Making a place for memories, to aspire
Or running cross bridges lit by your *** on fire.
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 2:27 PM UTC
What a day
First I pleasured myself in the morning
Then I used my fleshlight
It got me to ******
Felt pretty good
Better than real *** I guess
If I have *** than I will grow attached to that person
Better not to do that
Life is so empty
And full of Emptiness
Then I chatted online for hours
Mostly about well-hung black men
I wish I had a bigger *****
5 inches is too small
You know I am just looking for love
I am listening to Dylan
The song is "When I Paint My Masterpiece"
Sometimes music
Is the only thing that makes me feel
I like it
Thank God for music
Sometimes it saves me
Is There Anyone Out There
Anyone who cares?
Seems like life
Always ***** me over
Might as well bend over and take it
And enjoy it
Since I am sure it will continue
Oh well
Just try to be a kind person
Still looking for love
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 8:33 PM UTC
I believe that writing is different than typing it takes more concentration with less suggestions unless u brain stormed our thoughts are powerful ideas spark inventions & inventions spark evolution if I’m right this just a opinion on the topic of writers having soft hands compared to someone working in construction I’m constantly being tempted by the she devil to be a *** toy for her pleasure not mine I don’t bust a nut all the time I use my fleshlight because of the material needing lubricant instead of natural juices it causes tension on top of the tension I’m trying to release in the first place I won’t a new perspective to be appreciated & loved is all I want I’m getting support from friends & family so I’m in good hands needing a check but I’m a felon with a fetish for marijuana I’ll quit but I don’t know what it would take to replace the feeling or would the desire just vanish ?
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 3:57 AM UTC