Bren. That was just RAW. Well done. . .It's very good.
Here's an offering. . .
WARNING
Please do not read this poem if you are easily offended by references to deviant sexual activity. Sorry to be a downer but people flamed me for posting this on another forum. This is a poem that I find very close to me, the subject matter is quite garing, and if you get it, please note that by no means do I engage in or condone the activities herein. Thank you.
I am now, tomorrow
and always will be
waiting for you
below the sea
"Give us this day our daily bread"
Shot to death
in the future head
I was never
And never will be
Fighting for, our love
For me
"Give us the ring and I will wed"
Hail To The Chief. . .
and on he led
So soon you see
We cannot be
Buried
Deep
Below the sea
"Giving me head on the unmade bed"
Shot to death
And there he bled
Led in bed
She turned and said
"Have the fishes all been fed"
I said:
"Tho talkest passing strange, sire"
And she just smiled and . . .
Turned away by my mothers hand
I knew it was wrong oh,
I know it's wrong
But it seemed so right
At the time
Enveloped by my sisters hand,
Oh she cares for me, you see
But as I led on the unmade bed
I was shot to death in the future head.
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