"gogo" poems
They would hold their hands up
High in search of golden nuggets,
Their dummies held up to the sky.
The map showing them where X did
Mark a spot, they crawled on their
Merry way, through sand they did
Crawl, slowly never would they stop.
They didn't want it in a skull *****
X marked the brown pongy spot. A
Bottom full of sand would slow a
Pirate baby down, making them
Uncomfortable crying as their treasure
Unreached they would have had to stop.
They crawled under fallen trees, through
Shrub and looked up, and saw the branches
Reaching for the sky. They were nearly
There they had crawled for 20 feet and
Stopped twice for nap times, as it was
Far away in baby steps not like big foot.
They had reached there goal with dummies
In hand, many dangers faced but together
As a crew they got to the treasured land.
X was their goal and it did mark a spot,
Where the golden nuggets shined in that
Spot. Where the rusks had that golden tint,
And that yummy taste as they went down
With a bottle Of hot milk in hand that really
Hit that nap time spot.
Dummies held up high they had reached that
Promised land, where treasure was eaten an
Then nap time was coming close to hand, gogo
And goodnight.
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
Have you forgotten the way to my hut?
Every evening I wait for the sound of your footsteps,
But you do not appear.
Ryokan from One Robe, One Bowl
(trans. John Stevens)
I
Today I pulled up winter-bleached ribbon-grass
to ready the garden for Spring.
Its fraying, filmy whiteness
calls to mind
the cloud-like gray of your hair
floating in mountain breezes
as you watch the crescent-moon
move among ancient pines.
II
Your hut is many ages away!
Your moon still casts her peaceful shadows. . .
These afternoon frailties of grass will fade
like the incense rising
out of your hermitage window.
III
I do recall the way to Gogo-an!
Your hut is reached by treading deeper and deeper
into the heart's valley—
carrying a handful of ghost-colored grasses
and an empty rice-bowl.
Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 11:46 AM UTC
I met a girl I may not meet
I love this girl I cannot touch
I love this girl who lives far away
beyond reasonable doubt
we cant ever say
when it will ever start.
It's getting too close
its like I'm in love with a ghost.
She in a life but
not the one I wish to live.
100 times a think of this
and still we kiss we kiss we kiss.
I'm afraid I'm worshipping a mark
that I will never be able to rub off
I want to be honest and tell her
I want her,
And I'm lost because I can't,
I talked to her because I was lonely,
now I'm lonely because I want more.
That's a little bit my fault.
I told her everything,
except when I cheated on her
from across the sea,
because I gotta get it.
I can't help it.
And it kills me to know she prob does the same.
In tonight's dream we met again
but she was with another man
and all I wanted was to leave
this world of dreams and seal
this deal.
So I'm getting too close to a cold sun.
I let myself do this,
here's to you Vic:
Let's be honest,
Let's share life,
Let's be crazy,
Let's be fast,
Let's be slow,
Let's be forever,
Let's be a show,
Let's be the ground,
Let's be the nothing,
Let's be hole,
Let's be the stuffing,
Let's be a team,
Let's be together,
Let's be supportive,
In any weather.
Let's be happy,
we found each other,
Don't cry because it's mortal,
Smile because it had the luck to be.
Let's be the dirt,
Let's be ****
Let's be a thousand
more days of luck.
Let's be Juillet and Roméo,
Let's be two strangers in the know,
Let's be an ******
Let's be my dream,
Let's be The light
that can't be seen,
Let's be that thing
you never touch
Let's be the Light that can't be seen
but that you see,
Let's be that thing you can never touch
but that you touch,
Let's be a walkie talkie,
Let's be one,
Let's be a story,
Let's be sung,
Let's be boring,
Let's be numb,
Let's be worried,
Let's be hung,
Let's be something,
Let's be almost nothing
but still something,
(where already that)
Let's be Sumner,
Let's be winter,
Let's be all ages together,
Let's be lucid,
Let's be wise,
Let's be my sister just came back home really sad from failing her exam and It sort of bring me back from reality. One where you have to sign bills and dreams break in pieces. So now I have to get back in the mood of writing this without failing the general idea. I just reread the whole thing and it seems stupid.
Let's be synchronised,
Let's be doubtful,
Let's be sad,
Let's be mad,
Let's be alive,
Let's have a dream
I'm just realising the only reason I'm feeling good is that I have a dream you.
Let's break the boredom,
Let's melt the chains
and make our own
Let's build
Let's break,
Let's gjxzl
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gogo
vic
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 6:59 AM UTC
Tu meurs d'envie de moi
Et tu me dis tout de go
J'ai envie de toi
Là
Maintenant
Bande
Bande
Bande
Et tu chronomètres le temps
Qu'il me faudra pour atteindre
La taille exacte que tu désires
Et quand le petit soldat s'exécute
Au quart de tour comme tu l'exiges
Quand il pointe l'arme vers tes neiges éternelles
Tu dis : Garde à vous, fixe
Tu condamnes mes fesses au peloton d'exécution
Au clic de ton appareil photo
Tu tires à vue
Tu mitrailles à bout portant
Et quand tu es enfin satisfaite de la pose
Tu dis :
Déposez arme
Et je me dégonfle
Instantanément
Et tu exaltes, tu jubiles
De ta toute puissance
Je suis ta chose, ton pantin
Ton esclave
Tu es ma maîtresse
Et tu me flagelles à distance de ton flash.
Et tu exiges des photos explicites
Des gros plans, des détails intimes
De mes parties honteuses
Tu veux la vulve qui dort paisiblement sous mon aisselle
Tu veux la raie du cul qui se dessine dans le creux de mon coude
Tu veux la trique qui ronfle
Au coeur de la mangrove du mont de Venus
Tu veux le trou de mon cul dans le nombril béant
Que je forme de mes plantes de pied jointes
Tu veux que mon sein gauche secrète
A gogo des tasse de café chaud arabica
Tu veux tout
Tout de suite
Le tout et les parties
Sans filtre
Sans retouches
Tu dis que mains et mes doigts t'excitent
Et tu suces mes ongles pour en soutirer
Les envies et les cuticules
Et tu mordilles mes orteils
Lentement l'un après l'autre
Tu croques
Histoire de voir si je suis chatouilleux
Ou si je ne suis pas déjà mort
Et tu veux que je me batte en douce
Comme on bat la campagne
Comme on bat un cil et les cartes
Comme on bat le fer quand il est chaud
Comme on bat le grain pour le moudre
Comme on bat sa coulpe
Comme on bat la mesure
Et comme on bat son coeur
Je me bats en douce
Je te baptises de mon foutre
Je te fais des messes basses
Et je fais main basse sur tes envies
A voix basse
Je m'exécute
Je t'exécute
Car tu reignes vierge souveraine,
En sourdine, Osmose et Extase,
Dans mon royaume tantrique.
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 6:54 AM UTC
Go
Go
Go. Go
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Go wherever love calls you.
Jun 21, 2023
Jun 21, 2023 at 5:58 PM UTC
A mournful wail
But brain makes her a whisper
Your heart, somewhere, feels a distance
As they khuluma
And you can’t
Yet they praat
And you caught a bietjie
May 6, 2022
May 6, 2022 at 4:33 PM UTC
Dress me up Im all about glamour.
Take these nuts and bust them with a hammer.
Time to go to the bathroom and powder my nose.
Fixing my skirt and fishnet pantyhose.
I don't want to be me, I want to be a girl.
Skinny I need to be, belimac watch me hurl.
God I love this **** silky bra.
In everyones eyes a man they saw.
But underneath the clothes and skin.
Waits a happy little girl waiting to begin.
Her happy little life in gogo boots and mini skirts.
I think about the **** sl*t in me and it hurts.
No money for an operation, so I'll just cut it off.
No more turn your head and cough.
One day by all I will be seen.
As the inner me transforms into a beauty queen
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC