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Click hereyou, aloof, decorating black-eyed susans,
lily-black skinned, a-wailing your aural-decorous
ugly song;
you, frail as Thor in heat, rancid as new-chopped
grounded beef, screeching your ear-menacing
ugly song;
you call this "afterglow fit for an amoeba"
i, curly-pawed purring, yet delight in
suicide musings as your
ugly song is sung;
as you wrangle my liquorice-white skin, pressed to you again.
grrr
where were we?
Displaying an underappreciated fact that the art of the title is almost as important as the art of the poem itself.
To play a bit with your language it's has been a screeching dizzying play on my imagination with menacing teasing images all pretending to be ugly just so that I could be even more jealous of how good you had it with that woman! And: "aint not half not bad"... indeed! Those double negatives...there is no hiding anymore; just come and say it: Hey all, do you hear...I had the best time of my life!
has been recommended in the New Poems Review thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum. Thanks for the read!