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The handle of the knife
by Johnny CrimsonBite this apple
linked to my pain
Squishy mouth and hardened gums
Saliva strains to escape
from the crunching of teeth
The predetermined point of impact
is relative to her under bite
She sharpens sores with the dullest edges
and sometimes
the handle of the knife
I'd dance with her if I'd downloaded the steps
I'd make the first move if I'd not been employed
I'd go for it and win if you'd never met me
So we'll continue to fuck in boredom
Till I can sneak my way out of this
08/24/2008 Author's Note: I'm basically the eyeballs in the back of her throat, watching her suck someone else's dick.
Posted on 08/25/2008
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Coleman Demiurge on 08/27/08 at 02:00 AM Yeah, that Author's Note makes a great last line to a great poem. Superb work, as usual. And I really liked this line for some reason: "I'd make the first move if I'd not been employed"... I call Excellence. ;) |
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