- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Bitchcraft
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saliva-threaded fangs
and forked tongues
"he said, she said..."
"i heard that..."
poison-tipped words
sail on thickened air
seeking jugular targets
"she thinks she's cute..."
"i happen to know..."
carnivorous packs gathered
'round the proverbial water cooler
feast on the carcass of a limping gazelle
"that's not what I heard"
"everybody knows they..."
wolves in chic clothing
sip blood martinis
held in manicured claws
bitchery mistaken for femininity
elevated to an art form
not a watermark
but a stain
to be sure
- COMMENTS
bisexualsmokeralmost 15 years agoThis poem is so true. The watercooler is also worldwide
and can be found anywhere.
KOLKOREalmost 16 years agoI hear it’s been going on for little more than few millennia, rumor has it that few smooth male talkers have recently joined the water cooler circles! Can you believe it?
