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THE DEVIL IN MARY KAY
Never again!! You said
Then waltz in the devil
Perfectly concealed under
Her Mary Kay
In a red velvet dress she came
With “bum bum” that quaked your heart, and
Breasts that stilled even the heavens
Your phallus no longer knew rest
It craved to be buried in whatever
Hole needed filling,
To fit into her vacuums
And on your laps, she placed
A golden bowl
Holding a familiar content,
It was as pink as you had hoped.
So with an enchanting smile,
Her shiny firm thighs in your face
And a gun to your head (or so you’d rather believe)
Devour, she said.
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How we observe and how we reflect.
The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.
The facades of a perfect home.
This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.