> Editor,
> My name is Alexander Rocha, i'm from Los Angeles, and here is a nice
> poem dribbled from the mind of a 25 year old pervert. You guys have been
> real good to me before, i dig your style, so i figure i'd send along the
> good ones that i write out every once in a while.
> please enjoy
> -thanks
> alexander rocha
Response:
Mad Greetings, Alex Rocha!
Well, we gotta say, although we appreciate the grit and honesty in
"Separation of State", we feel it's a bit raw for the Swirl.
We like your previous submissions and ask you to continue submitting
your poetry. You've got a unique voice and point of view we think is
great for the Swirl. We just feel that this one will likely peave
more folks than it pleases. OK, it's our opinion - we editors are a
subjective lot.
Let's see more . . .
Really!
Peace,
MH@Mad
The Poem
Separation of State
my cock and balls are calling for you
they long for your warm embrace
they want to be held and fondled
and smothered in your face
my cock and balls are yearning for you
burning to be in your mouth
as the saliva drips down from your lips
and lands on the stripped, stained, comforter of my bed
and all the while
you stare at me with those big doe eyes
my cock and balls want to be held
in your hands, in your warm loving smell
they want to be nuzzled between your legs
as we spoon on that forgotten cloud
until they can't take it anymore
my cock and balls,
they want to scream out loud
my cock and balls want some action
they want to be apart of your party
be apart of your sex
to bathe themselves in your juices
wiggle between those luscious thighs waiting for you to call them in
they long for your warm embrace
they want to be held and fondled
and smothered in your face
my cock and balls are yearning for you
burning to be in your mouth
as the saliva drips down from your lips
and lands on the stripped, stained, comforter of my bed
and all the while
you stare at me with those big doe eyes
my cock and balls want to be held
in your hands, in your warm loving smell
they want to be nuzzled between your legs
as we spoon on that forgotten cloud
until they can't take it anymore
my cock and balls,
they want to scream out loud
my cock and balls want some action
they want to be apart of your party
be apart of your sex
to bathe themselves in your juices
wiggle between those luscious thighs waiting for you to call them in
and crawl
my cock and balls don't care what you've done
what you've said
what you are
or what you claim to be
they merely want you to fuck them
and squeeze the juice from the tree on my trunk
onto your face, your chest, your back, and anywhere they can reach
my cock and balls don't care that you're
empty inside
as long as those juices continue to flow
my cock and balls will be there for you
but me,
my honesty
my longevity to you
it never won't
my cock and balls don't care what you've done
what you've said
what you are
or what you claim to be
they merely want you to fuck them
and squeeze the juice from the tree on my trunk
onto your face, your chest, your back, and anywhere they can reach
my cock and balls don't care that you're
empty inside
as long as those juices continue to flow
my cock and balls will be there for you
but me,
my honesty
my longevity to you
it never won't
1 comments:
I don't know if hilarious is what you were going for, but that is fucking hilarious. I love it. They made a mistake not taking this one! Although it's awesome, in today's world, to see that they actually sent you a personal response and acknowledgement of your existence and effort. Sad that has fallen by the wayside, but one appreciates it that much more when it happens - good or bad.
I must add that I noticed the very last line is a double negative, which would therefore mean that you, your honesty, and longevity WILL be there for (insert girl name here). Awww. I don't know if that was purposeful or not, but regardless I rather like it, because it contradicts the whole sentiment of the rest of the poem. Which is cool.
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