I wrote some of these a year ago when i was completely down and out. I have more, but i work alot and don't have time to type them up. But i will eventually. Anywho, i hope you all enjoy them. I'd also like to thank my good friend D.C. Evers on helping me with a couple.
The Apple
It was sweet, the taste,
Cool in my mouth, yet warm also.
Such a delicious fruit, the apple,
And in so many ways erotic.
Those seeds, shot from my mouth,
The skin;peeled,crashing to the floor.
I hate the apples skin.
The juice from the apple made my mouth yearn for more,
And when i took another bite,
I was in heaven.
It was sweet, the taste,
Cool in my mouth, yet warm also.
Such a delicious fruit, the apple.
P.C.
Staring at the blank screen
Just the same old words and images
I jump from page to page
Yet it's all the same to me
Every click
Every scroll
Just the same old words and images
There has to be more than this
But it's all the same to me
The Wait
Into the dungeon, dark and dank,
The torches spread askew,
I wait for someone special,
Someone just like you.
Into the dungeon, he will be here,
Ready with the whip,
To torture and abuse me,
To make that frightful hit.
But when he comes, i will not fear,
He makes me want to cry,
For when he comes,
I shall endure,
That great orgasmic guy.
Anarchy
I see the disaster within you
Breaking out slowly
You are it's jail
Anarchy the prisoner
Make sure you will not fail
For the life of others are at stake
You too will die
Anarchy alone will destroy you
But you are strong
You will not fail us
Will you?
I shudder to think.
I must go now.
Stay!
Stay and be strong
You are it's jail
Anarchy the prisoner
I'd Rather Not
They hurt don't they? Those broken dreams.
Crushing every muscle inside of you.
I can almost feel your pain.
I'd rather not.
It bleeds doesn't it? That broken heart.
Tearing away with all it's might.
I can almost feel your pain.
I'd rather not.
Kiss it better. Please. You beg.
I can not face you. I refuse.
I can almost feel your pain.
I'd rather not.
Eager for Beaver
Burrow deep my little friend
Find that soothing spot.
Let the dirt fly overhead
I don't want you to stop.
Build a dam way up high
Into the shining sun.
Perhaps you'll find your shelter
Now it's just for fun.
You didn't get it so i see
Too bad you didn't understand.
For I am going to leave you
Without a helping hand.
The next poem was co-written by: K.M.Smith and D.C. Evers
The Follower
Come with me my darling
Take me by the hand
Show me that you love me
Tell me i'm your man
It cannot be my love
It cannot be my friend
I cannot take your hand
You cannot be my man
But tell me do you love me
Love me all the while
I love you more than life it's self
I'll love you in the morrow
Just be gone, go far away
Leave me be in pain
The one who keeps me here
Is driving me insane
