Erotic PoetryHow Goes the Oldwife, Smitty? Life
colder than a
witch's tit or
does it smolder?
Why then is it
Irene's twin bed
has five dog-eared
King James bibles?
Heading for your
king-sized bathroom
for a pseudo-
wifey visit?
Webcam's tracking;
Smitty's whacking
by the toilet,
soon to soil it.
Shit! She's only
blown the circuit!
Now it's wipe clean
just a blank screen.
Good night, Irene.
Irene, Good night.
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I totally get it
Love that w/ poems....only the author knows the nitty gritty....but this one, i feel completely and dig. the irony is palpable and the choppiness (sp?) of it flows beautifully! I get the "good night Irene" part and smile.....well done!more...
I like the extremely short lines
and the sardonic tone. I'm not sure I quite follow the last bit, but as always, you tell quite a detailed little story with very few words.
Interesting.
LOOKS AS IF I'LL SEE YOU IN OUR DREAMS
and the mountain sometimes cums to the Mo, TK U MLJ LV NV
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