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Click hereAt the tip of my tongue
hung a scandalous thought,
too terrible and too tasty
to either choke back
or spit out.
Slick and stinky,
sweet and soft
it lingered on confused buds,
sending scrambled signals back
up to my super ego,
unable to forego
it's own reaction
and sickening satisfaction
in all fruity forbidden fabulous
fuckitall fanfare
fanatic
fantasmagoria
fnah fnah fnah...
A kickstart to my cowering libido.
A trigger to my stomach turning.
All at once,
all the same,
in a moment
exploding
just behind
my teeth.
A scandalous, scavengous,
cosmic scale idea.
Idealism in grand, golden bloom
through inversion to perversion,
so disturbing, so alluring.
One of those fucked up things
on a renegade streaking raid
from my subhuman, supercultural
subconscious.
Those things that we think,
dreamed up from phobias
and frantic obsession,
but can't even write
poetry about.
But damn, so terribly dangerous,
delectably delicious,
this delirium desperado
moment.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,500 poems.
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in all fruity forbidden fabulous
fuckitall fanfare
fanatic
fantasmagoria
fnah fnah fnah...
Ah....my need for aliteration has been sated again. I can always count on you. ;)
(thermometer left at default and does not reflect my vote)
this one here just made my blood pump even harder than usual. I LOVE this part--
Idealism in grand, golden bloom
through inversion to perversion,
so disturbing, so alluring.
yeah, thats what it is, alluring :)