"jizz" poems
Cuckqueen
in a kink clutch
breaking a twisted angel
on the rack of
onward Christian solders
in ecstatic flagellations
for ***** saliva cliterature
with a mouth black window widows bite
in a white lie light
of cruel dark night
while jazz ****
layonaise spatters
where its soft and hurts good
and fossil **** *******
drive down the armageddon highway
in a bright burn
with ***** feet on clean sheets
and drooling tongues
lickalotapuss
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 1:20 PM UTC
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Fatherless broods, whose mothers hoped for change
Fight the law, abort their restoration;
Attack, burn, riot… consider nothing strange
Extorting payout from their host nation.
Fatherhood, dark elephant in the room,
Denigrated, dissed by baby-mamas
In his absence, speaks potently of doom
(Apparently blessed by both Obamas…)
***** donation, filling the wombs with child,
Disorganized communities, off-course
Guarantee police work when thugs run wild.
With marriage faltering in the race: lame horse.
Inhuman nature being what it is
Be careful who you shoot—and hold your ****
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 9:32 AM UTC
"don't come inside"
usually, in fact, almost always
I would pull out
with a split second to spare
and ******* all over her
turning her navel in to
some sort of overflow cum-gutter
proceed to roll over
panting like an old dog in the sun
roll a cigarette whilst she
wipes us both down with some nearby
toilet roll and suggest
we watch something on her laptop
this time was different though
I pulled out and she lays there
and starts tugging me off
entirely unnecessarily
as though both of our lives
depended on it
and I'm glad she did
I started spraying hot **** everywhere
and I think to myself
"I'm painting the ******* walls!"
it was nothing short of sensational
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 2:46 PM UTC
NICE ****
looks like i know where i'm going to **** all over next ...
that's right
right in your *** hole
hahahah never saw that one cuming
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 11:35 PM UTC
Gotta pull my hair back
But can't look too masculine
When I get on my knees
To **** his ****
Let the black mascara run
Down my pink cheeks
As I think about
Everything but this moment
He says he likes what he sees
He likes what he feels
My thighs are aching
**** no teeth
Well...maybe a little
Not like I'm gonna get anything
Probably sore knees and
A mouthful of ****
That tastes like bleach
I'll cry about it later
Have to finish strong
So he can finish strong
And prove the patriarchy
Really loves a ****
Who will get on her knees
Not a strong woman
Who stands on her feet
Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 9:13 AM UTC
Entropy will **** you,
Brutally, and without consent.
You think you're special?
You're the universe's *****
Not only that,
You're one of the universe's billions of *******
And on the day of judgement,
The universe will gather all its little *******
And **** them, in one spectacular ****
Of light and energy,
Order and disorder.
A grand bukakke,
Flooding space and time in a tidal wave of cosmic ****
But as you're floating around,
Your energy distributing evenly,
You get the last laugh.
You have tempted and tickled the universe,
Toward an unachievable goal.
The ****** that can never be reached:
The state of perfect entropy.
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 8:25 AM UTC
She wore a tiara
of pearls
dripping from
her forehead.
As one fell on her tongue,
She licked her lips..
Tastes like love...
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 4:15 PM UTC
Glasses thick
Brilliant mind
But not my pick
To bump and grind
Legs akimbo
Astute *****
But better a window
Than a door
Grade A student
Pass your tests
Keep tongue fluent
Off my *******
Red mark checked
Thesis compiled
You'll never wreck
Me **********
Quantum ****
Solve any issue
Keep your ****
In a tissue
Quick sharp thinker
Professor adored
But I can't finger
Your SAT scores
Six degrees
Pencil *****
Modern Curie
acne genus
-r0
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
In the wet pulsing core of passion lays desire
It's beating heart one of playful lust and deep emotion
I lick my lips around a blow pop
Sugary sweet sour apple *** shot love
I would rather be popping my lips around your mushroom head
Soaking up the melody of your moans
As you tangle one too careful hand into the fall of my hair
Pull. Harder.
It's been awhile
Playing Russian Roulette with ****
I just hope this barrel is cocked and loaded
Your hips move faster
Pumping into my soft hole
"just like that. Oo yeah baby. I love ******* this mouth."
Pushed through clenched teeth
So close, on the edges of suffering
What can I do?
I reach up with my idle hand and tug gently on your straining sac
Your head flew back, blew the top clear off.
Your hands pulling harder.
Filling my throat with warm, salty ropes of ***
I swallow and smile, satisfied with myself
Watching you bask in your afterglow
My eyes wander over your body, intrigued
Tingles race up my spine
Noticing you will definitely be up for round two
Aching with the knowledge of release
Already slick for you
Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 5:07 AM UTC
Get your noses out of that stank hole you half-man beasts.
Most of you walk around with **** and **** on your breath; Disgusting punk cuck skanks clean up, lazy vermin.
Jun 8, 2022
Jun 8, 2022 at 3:45 AM UTC
The sun shines brighter
The hell's all this yellow ****
Tree **** everywhere
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 5:42 PM UTC
“Just end it.”
They scream, as if
their blast to my eardrums weren't enough
when whispered.
“Just end it.”
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 3:46 PM UTC
swallow & fill the hollow
place where my soul's face
is supposed to sit. ****
makes me smile, takes
away the belief I can do nothing. today
I am someone. tomorrow I'll buy
**** feel empty, remember your seed
in fondness or regret. my favorite sin.
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
limping slowly into the face of
the oncoming stormfront
his cursing voice carries loud and far across
the expanse of asphalt and filthy puddles
his words twisted
and meanings stillborn
but his foul cursing always comes clean and clear
its a point of pride and joy in his small blackened heart
it replaces all the loves wrest from him by stronger fingers than his
they always have stronger fingers don't they
where do you keep animals on a farm
she inquires from the back of his mad mind
where should you be you rough beast on such a fine summer day
but in the cool shadows of infested filth hole
like an insect
her fantasy face fades with its dark smile
swearing oaths of bitter vengeance
to every accursed face that has ever
bent a wicked eye his unworthy way
and degrading the family name of
every wretched leech ever spawned by
loathsome **** feasting ex-girlfriend
now i must pause this bitter dregs for
the smile which such spewing rancid must bring
hand in hand like twin sisters the tell
of the places me and this mad mans mind have gone
in these strange face nights
its very cold in here
and i am in a great deal of pain
but thru the thick window
i see him limping thru the alternating
sun and cloud shadow across the anvil of the lot
to pull me from this broken fate
Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 12:18 PM UTC
Stainless steel **** spills
Out of my ****
As I hold my breath in restraint
Trying, failing to prevent my mind
From circling back in ******
To its constant
I drew a Baoboa tree tonight
And had the drunken thought that
If trees could bleed
There wouldn't be
Any more hate
I'm sorry that liquor
Always brings me back here
To sleep
Under a Baoboa tree
Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 10:11 AM UTC
I laid down,
And puked off the side of my bed,
I felt no better,
So I sat in my hands and cried,
and felt my **** growing on my thigh.
Great, I thought,
Lonely and not bought.
I stood up and fell,
I broke and I melt,
Indeed I ****** and I splurt,
But still my heart did not ****
I guess the pieces were too tiny,
too embeded in the tears,
The burns sank throughout,
Even into my lonely ****
The puke that laid upon my floor awoke,
Amassed and made into a form,
What was it, Who are you I said,
It gurgled blood and spoke to my mind,
I am your illness, your future, your past, your present.
Submit as you have and you shall be destroyed,
Struggle more as you would and I shall only laugh.
I saw its face, it became clear.
The beast with seven seven's and one six.
Almost perfect in its imperfections,
The face of my faults a trinity of disgusting.
The life of my mother dead on the floor,
That one cheating *****
And the girl who I adored and left for nor,
I suppose...
Yes I suppose as I laid down,
Choking now, choking more,
This was all written.
Long, long ago,
In a book I'll never know.
Jan 16, 2012
Jan 16, 2012 at 5:24 AM UTC
You're listening to random radio stations,
on your way home,
Thinking this could be
the soundtrack of your day to day life..
A little bit of Cohen
and
some Cigarettes after ***
would easily do the trick.
You're just another unknown genius,
waiting to be discovered - an original copy of the "real deal".
Your parents must be very proud!
You have that look.. you know what I mean?
THAT look.
The ones surrounding you are nothing more than
Extras in your daily 7 o'clock show,
filmed in front of a live audience.
Your big break is just around the corner,
hiding in some bushes
and you must really feel smart right now,
with your old and wise attitude,
thinking 'bout the planet and
all that ****
having the impression that you changed
something in this world,
on your way back from work..
something else than this rusty game
of useless words,
that the rest of your family doesn't really care about.
Your one man show is about to be moved in the better slot
and you'll finally get to stick your face on a Snickers' bar campaign.
"You're not you when you're happy!"
You'll get off soon.
Remember to smile and wave.
Remember to forget.
Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 8:46 AM UTC
"There is a movement towards Fabian 8
High-brightness, Jeep breath
The father; And then - to the eye; on Women,
Eun Hyon was sufficiently timed; Krull
Jah's right art GE - cf. not only
to the Lord; And Joseph found grace;
equal; yo - T Kingdom snail tea;
A highly JOP before traveling Hiro in N;
John is the physics of a tantrum; from
Effin Fiji Islands with O heaven!
A GDR is a serious penalty for which
stripper; 1 will drive out they that are
of marriageable age; without a name
The hot buttons to 1 degree per year ****
dood T; The bushes and groom now CT;
have consulted together to dig a JP;
1 that may walk in my 10; Yens to men;
J-Greek continued fever FJS this very night,
the mother; that the hot weather is bad rock
J Haj buried; The mother Haj MA;
The mother mad ...
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 9:24 PM UTC
Drunk on depression
Tired tabernacles
Seeking solemnity
Breathing through tubes
Fed at night
In the cage of the borough
Lost leaders
On ******* soliloquies
Driving on the right
Speaking in tongues
Crashing through the wall
Of absolute certainty
In doubt and mascara
Butchered red
Meat cleaver hands
Post-manifesto
Bargaining for the soul
Carcinogenic television
Cacophonous libraries
Care giver corridors
Closed
Open to infection
Untreated city
Treaty of wherever
196 flags
Good for Kerosene
Live on paper
Minimum wage
Retirement age
DWP death sentence
Closed border
Cancer of the bone
Mouth to mouth
Of the drinking classes
Flecks of ****
On the **** of distraction
Pay gap mentality
On dead meat and banter
Liposuction of conscience
Free market *** attack
Fit to print
Fine to hate
For now
Jan 21, 2017
Jan 21, 2017 at 1:47 PM UTC
John is what hookers call
Their customers in this land.
They make him feel like a king
And tell him he is grand.
They fuss over him like royalty
As long as he pays the bills.
His habits can make stomachs turn.
He’d be dead, if looks could ****
King John, the biggest ******
To have ever worn the crown
If he were an office building
He would quickly be torn down.
Nobody ever thinks of him
In any pleasant kind of way.
If he has a need he needs filled
No freebies, he has to pay.
If there is some slimy way
To speak a simple sentence
He will choose it, and insult
With no thought of repentance.
He owes his wealth to ***** tricks
And that is just what he is.
An absolute and total waste
Of his awful father’s ****
King John sits on his throne
Gathers soulless souls around.
He laughs at those who take his bribes;
A particularly ugly sound.
He has no conscience, so doesn’t see
How quickly his presence can pall.
He is the king of a kind of hell;
No kind of royalty at all.
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 11:26 PM UTC
I knew it was coming, I was settling into a groove
Thing's where going a little to smooth
I felt a first a small quaking
The universe's desire to **** ME OVER was awaking
Then life explode AGAIN on me, all over the place
Now I'm standing here with the universe's **** on my face
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
I sit in the dungeon in the church by my house. My parents, they put me here, I said, to no one in particular. I am happy here, giddy in fact, yet I know my mind is gone. Gone, gone, like the bits of eyelashes I’ve been pulling out and stacking on my calves, making miniature figurines and people going about their day-to-day lives, except I’m always the hero and they always glorify me and tussle my hair and say “congrAAAdulations my boy, we’re so proud of you!” and I’m so happy I could just ********** and I get **** all over my eyelashes and scream because look what I’ve just done and I jump up to rub my leg up against the wall of to wipe it off and then realize I’m in a dungeon and that my mind is gone, gone, and I sit down to cry. Except there is no one to cry to when you’re in a dungeon. So I just sit. And wait. And hope to ******* God the tears can come out soon, but no, no, not here, not here, so I scrape off the *** from the wall and go back to work.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
The Swirling shadow of infection
sweet nectar oozing
festering
hate
breeze *** with easy pace
flowing meat
me
a boiling sea
disbelief
fuzz and frizz
sweat then ****
heat, heavy, baking skin
his
broken, jagged, sharpened, ****
crawling, clawing, innocence
stuck
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 11:42 AM UTC
I'm drowning in tears
Please just leave me alone
Or just carve out my heart
I don't care if you use a knife or a stone
Nothing can be worse than the pain i feel at this moment
The blame for that is all on you
Yeah that's right, you own it
Love is dangerous
Love is wild
You have no idea how much i miss being a child
When the worst pain was a scraped knee
And darkness was the scariest thing you could see
When "goodbye" meant "till tomorrow"
Not "from now on we're history" and feeling sorrow
Back when you could say "i love you" and not have your heart broken
When you could fall asleep on the couch and magically end up in bed without being woken
When you wanted nothing more than to grow up
Untill you saw what being a grown up really means and you just wanted to throw up
When you wouldn't have to worry about money or paying bills
Then one day you fell in love
And for the first time in your life
You felt those beautiful chills
That went right down your spine
And then you went to your first party
And had your first glass of wine
Years went by and you grew up
You probably made alot of mistakes
But you never gave up
you did all that it takes
And now you have won
It's not easy to win in life
Cause life first give you the test
And then you get the lesson
You don't have to be better than the rest
Just be better than you were yesterday
And maybe at the end of your life
You're talking to your children
Explaining what you've been through and what life is all about
You tell your kids that everybody they love dies
That they'll have less answers than "why's"
I was talking to somebody about all of this
About my mistakes and all other ****
How i can never make them right
How i've loved and lost
How losing someone you love is the biggest cost
How going to sleep early is so important
How life doesn't come with a lovely assistent
How there will always be pain
How there can never be a rainbow without a little rain
How you need sadness to learn to value of happiness
How you don't always have to say yes
How you can love the sun but sometimes have to hide in the shade
How life is the most painfull thing that's ever made
She looked at me and said "well that doesn't sound good"
I said no but i'd do it all over again if i could
Life hurts you and you can't hurt it
But that doesn't matter
Cause in the end, it's worth it
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 6:55 AM UTC
"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend XXXIII "
Enemy mine i love you you give me
Juice rapid brain chemistry white water
Flow addictive drugs inner born released
Grasping grasping receptors wait ready
Touch ? no touch ? no touch ? YES!!! OH
YES!!! GRAB!! SATISFACTION!! OH SATISFIED!
OH the comfort the peace complete release
A million complete release a billion!
Oh the peace enemy mine i love you
Will not live without you i will cause you
To exist to bring me juice i will hate you
Creatively unto death my mind ****
Whore and when you pass another i'll bear
For the juice enemy mine i love you
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 1:03 PM UTC