"urethra" poems
There is a new word describing me
type one, type two, type three
nothing is as it once seemed
brown bandages become red, ******
catheters go up my urethra
when I refuse to take your drug test
by accident.
I'm clean, now, clean and pure
I take Abilify to make sure
and remember that it's all an imbalance
and remember that everyone else is balanced
and remember that the whole ******* world is balanced
on a tether formed by gravity
gravity-- the severity of this situation-- is lost on me
and on that tether we all walk
unbridled by the weight of our bodies
we can shake all that makes us human
and pathologize every thought crime
every idea needs to be cleansed
with a catheter into the brain
we would be able to test it for drugs
and find that all I was high on was existence
and how terrible it is
that we will all die
but that shouldn't bother a doctor at all, now
should it.
May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
I did it, I ain't proud.
If you felt de pain in my urethra,
You'd know.
Had a flashback to me pirate days.
The ocean's waves crash upon de shore.
swish, swish
Me bask in da cool breeze.
Of de Zion Waterfall.
swish, swish
Me hands bleedin' from me wounds.
Turn on de tap and me can't take it no more.
swish, swish
Me urges take a hold of me.
Where to release? How? When?
swish, swish
I'm stuck in de corner, belly churning.
Bottle in de corner of me eye, me start turning.
swish, swish
I'm face-to-face wit salvation.
Fly down, piece out, release de flow!
pssssssssssss
Ahhhhhh, ohhhhhh.
What's an island boy to do?
No toilet, Mo' problems
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
Gripping dripping smearing love.
Over your eyes!!!
Over your ovaries, where babies, your clutch.
There's no time to nest,
Resist!
Resist
,
be the diode, resistor to heart plunge.
Plug up the sewer.
(more like a catacomb)
My heart's in the ****** cake.
The smell, Cytotoxic invades chemical response conformation.
We; bitten, by fangs of silicon,
the world takes us away from ivy
grown homes,
torn then seamed up jack o' lanterns always smiling orange.
Have you ever grown up from being 11?
It's the saddest thing you've seen.
You see a fledgling,
altricial,
awkward,
gawk/cock,
turn from a boy
to a lady.
Plump. Or . Musculate.
Slowly they regenerate their lady parts.
Regardless of gender.
Have you seen them bleed?
Some bleed white tears that burn the urethra.
Some, never grow up.
Transmogrified they call it.
Never to be beautiful again.
Angst entangles, ensues, makes doubt
pubescence is for flowers and hairs.
Namesake.
5th Grade.
Curious formation, curious nature
It's as if we are stalagmites of the future,
We decorate walls or cave ceilings to perform our correct action.
Too bad our self image is always garbled, confused by our refraction.
NEVER GRADUATE COLLEGE.
Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 5:25 PM UTC
Ruptured urethra
She has worn it to a nub
My filthy *** fiend
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 2:47 AM UTC
They say the neon lights
Don’t often burn that bright
Splintered from my urethra
Swollen in this hex
Devoured by the Eve
Brought to justice by the guilt
And when they said
That all I had to give
Wasn’t worth a fitful look
I’ve been duped by sedative
The artificial power
Has swollen in my head
Wrapped around an ice pick
Can be found my fleeting shell
As our defunct cohesion
Masticates my head
Disintegration will lay me to my bed.
That sweet nectar
Lingers on my tongue
An inebriated hour of reverie genuine
A claustrophobic detainment
Incarceration with power windows
As your effigy is left behind
These shiv grasped hands
Awaiting exertion, transpierce my eyes
Upon introspective re-inspections
Ichor transmogrifies
Necessitate me
Remain vacant here
As our defunct cohesion
Masticates my head
Disintegration will lay me to my bed.
Feb 19, 2012
Feb 19, 2012 at 10:11 AM UTC
her body a sack of tubes
open wounds
like wet braided mouths
muttering thunder tunnels
she watching Friday night frights
of a cruel image,
a man; with sledge hammer genitals
looking at her through a shivered mirror
desire holds her transfixed
like a blink less eye staring
at a pinned butterfly
her hunger panged tongue
locomotes side to side
in fidget spirals
brewing red lipped bubbles
like gagged
weeping cuneiform tears
imagining
an immortal portrait of lusts tribe
while downy mists of dancing worms
eat scattered apples
with love that moves destiny
disobediently grinning
like a jeering peninsula
she imagined a coil of swollen barbs
a sea of *****
rapturous arched tongues
licking ******** urethra tornados
and flooding night music
like witches whistle through cat bones
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 3:31 PM UTC
It was twenty past two,
In my bed I was snoozing
Soon to be awoken,
Though not through my choosing
I needed to urinate,
I had to go and ***
Not one beer before bed,
Instead I had three
Not that I was drunk,
Not even a little,
The issue you could say -
My wakefulness was brittle
I went to the bathroom,
Not turning on a light,
A lapse of judgement,
I'll admit in hind sight
My urethra had opened,
My ***** did ****
But unfortunately my friends,
It was quite the bad miss
In the darkness I stood,
As I threw down a towel,
An action that ultimately,
Only led to a row
Apparantly this mopping,
And a squirt of febreeze,
Just wasn't enough,
To put my girlfriend at ease.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC
In mammals, the female reproductive tract
of the elastic muscle of the ****** Men are matched.
Apart from the vaginal mouth,
it is covered with a membrane that is usually exercised
at a particular wedding. At the upper end,
the uterine protrudes into the ******
Assistant for ****** and vaginal delivery.
Channeled among men, the discharge appears in the blood,
& the monkeys' side have ***
However, research on the ****** especially
in animals and their letters,
size structure, and variable species: CaverNosa;
two in mammals common to women with vaginal
openings; treated reproductive tract of the urinary tract.
The mammals, that is, the male and the other thing,
which, for the most part, came to the door, seriously,
of one at the door of the urethra cm. Compared to the urethral
opening, the ****** is very large,
and protected and amphibian;
birds, open to humans, reptiles and monotrage.
gastrointestinal tracts,
openings of ***** drainage and reproduction up to extension.
****** *********** or other acts
and other human women
were ladies of vaginal infiltration
of the specific soft *** of vaginal palosana
in mammals. Moisture is provided
to reduce friction, & increase vaginal lubrication.
The opinion of the wall of weapons,
it drives that friction and it should
be almost six days
in which it would have created fertility, to whom.
The combination of pleasure
with other women, which may include the means for sexually transmitted infections, say discovering a rush
Throughout history, they have also included
vaginal reactions and strong societies
and negative perceptions of language,
culture and religion, female sexuality,
and their use for the mental life of the bath.
In the "trick", general inflation is used to describe a girl, in general.
The definition of the dictionary
for imaging purposes, but in the ******
refers to specific internal structures
and understands all the mysteries;
scientific and communicative,
supporting the reproductive health of women.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 12:35 AM UTC