"unfuckable" poems
Inbetween addresses
Inbetween floors
And hospitality
And no mailbox - can I use yours?
The cellphone is dead
Prospects unknown and yet retired
Extra people dot the landscape
Fierce and unfuckable
They wander like nomads
Free and untouchable.
By commerce or City Hall
People *******
Breeding with no decline.
Swallow words while laughing at it
The System strokes and dies in gurgled spit
All these people laughing
While Earth dies in the midst of it.
The tolerance of trash has gone
They're getting awfully serious now
Choose your planet and stick with it
Your life is a whimsy with ants on it.
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
He wasn't about to know what surpassed
when he bit my neck and squeezed my ***
I wasn't about to fall victim again
under rough hands of a hungry man
I did that before, whispering about love
the very first time I merged with someone
He took what he wanted and left for good
leaving me broken and misunderstood
**** and ***** were tossed about
and as my armor thickened so did my heart
This time I'll be taking whatever I need
and protecting my one unfuckable piece
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 4:40 PM UTC
Written by Phoebe Waller
I would say ****** into liquidation.
and I ****** up my family
and I ****** my friend
by ******* her boyfriend
and sometimes I wish I didn't
even know that ******* existed
and that I know that my body
as it is now really is the only
thing I have left, and when that
gets old and unfuckable,
I may as well just **** it.
And somehow there isn't
anything worse than someone
who doesn't want to **** me.
I **** everything. Except for
when I was in your office.
I really wasn't trying to have ***
Either everyone feels like this
a little bit, and they're just not
talking about it, or I'm completely
fucking alone. Which isn't ******* funny.
Jan 5, 2022
Jan 5, 2022 at 10:25 PM UTC