Moral Essay
Sing! Braggart Muse, the fury of the toad; The awesome wart; “Rib-bit.” the croaking mode. Correct me! Muse, unverse my form to mock My crooked hump, to lance my tiny cock. Cruel Nature, unbare me in...
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Those pissy professors? Those little dick- Less wonders? Prissy boys! I was riding Waves at ten years old: Smart and strong and quick When they were dressing girly dolls, diddling Themselves. Yes, of...
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The pretty boys at play in silly school, Pretending, being naughty, breaking rules, A-prancing round the villa jeu d’espirit The one pretending to be Socrates, The other would be Trajan—this I know—...
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Gownsmen
Concerning the Consequence of Excess A Ten-Minute Play in Verse Characters Karma Old Hippie Professor (f) Jayden Black Student in Whiteface (m) Aiden White Student...
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Thespians
A verse play concerning the conceits of old-fashioned modernist theatre, the obsequiousness of post-modern imitation, its actors and fawning causes; then too, Greek tragedy, in brief. SETTING A stage:...
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Solstice
When you with winter lose your looks And I drop all my leaves, When summer’s warmth has turned to chill And spring to memory I will my dearest love you still, Well though...
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I with my middle finger’s tip Caressed the bud between her lips Quite gently, like a honey-comb When yet the queen of bees is home. Then as I did she arched her hips, And she her little bee-legs...
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We fly alone in heaven, So in love we are: You, my only planet; I, your only star. We fly in time together Bound by gravity; Around and round forever, Tired and dizzy.
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Why does the poet sigh for love, Why pine for milk-white breasts When what he would prefer to do Is sink his teeth in lusty flesh: O give me wet and quivering thighs,...
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IV. I like the taste of thoughts and flesh, I like them live, I like them dead, I like them cooked upon a fire, Sometimes I burn them with desire. I like to suck the juice from bones, I like to tear...
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