Submissions by Spanker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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Getting Hard to Play
Just let me love you fuck you!
With an ironic dick & girly hands
I will have that reclusive tongue
And suck your piano fingers
Press those soft pink buttons
I’ll lick you clean
And ignite your purr
You messed up feline
You cute hot tease
You invisible muse
Open close
Tempt me in
Avoid my lasers
And ban my ass
Weed me, wet me
Watch me grow
With an ironic dick & girly hands
I will have that reclusive tongue
And suck your piano fingers
Press those soft pink buttons
I’ll lick you clean
And ignite your purr
You messed up feline
You cute hot tease
You invisible muse
Open close
Tempt me in
Avoid my lasers
And ban my ass
Weed me, wet me
Watch me grow
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6 Comments
PI
You know what I hate?
I really hate it when
Women wear low cut tops
And high cut skirts and
Get annoyed when
Guys look at their
Tits and legs
There’s more to me
Than my breast implants
There’s a thinking feeling person
Underneath these fishnets
Buy me a drink and
I’ll explain why
You’re not getting any tonight
That tattoo on my back
Is not to entertain you
It does not mean I’m a slut
Its art
Its fashion
I really hate it when
Women wear low cut tops
And high cut skirts and
Get annoyed when
Guys look at their
Tits and legs
There’s more to me
Than my breast implants
There’s a thinking feeling person
Underneath these fishnets
Buy me a drink and
I’ll explain why
You’re not getting any tonight
That tattoo on my back
Is not to entertain you
It does not mean I’m a slut
Its art
Its fashion
67 reads
2 Comments
All about Me
Spoon me tune me
Play me lay me
Dutch me touch me
Score me snore me
Lick me dick me
Cuddle me muddle me
Impress me caress me
Stress me mess me
Confess me bless me
Rock me knock me
Jock me sock me
Love me dove me
Obsess me undress me
Drill me fill me
Suck me fuck me
Spend me lend me
Believe me deceive me
Weave me leave me
Play me lay me
Dutch me touch me
Score me snore me
Lick me dick me
Cuddle me muddle me
Impress me caress me
Stress me mess me
Confess me bless me
Rock me knock me
Jock me sock me
Love me dove me
Obsess me undress me
Drill me fill me
Suck me fuck me
Spend me lend me
Believe me deceive me
Weave me leave me
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Heavenly Scent
Oh, inhale, hold it
Your smell & taste
I’ve got lucky fingers
And a well travelled tongue
Your cat’s out roaming
Curious, wet & hungry
I’m a scary beast
Prowling manic menace
Down dirty dark alleys
Bat wing trench coat
Iron bar greased
Hairy hands ready
To pry & plunge
My buxom booty
Your smell & taste
I’ve got lucky fingers
And a well travelled tongue
Your cat’s out roaming
Curious, wet & hungry
I’m a scary beast
Prowling manic menace
Down dirty dark alleys
Bat wing trench coat
Iron bar greased
Hairy hands ready
To pry & plunge
My buxom booty
265 reads
4 Comments
Love in the Dark
There was no serenade,
Because he was not amused,
In a tangled moment,
With a twisted mind,
Words plunged like daggers,
Bloody lava flowed,
Those mixed messages,
Lifting him so high,
Then releasing him,
To plummet & crash,
Is she the one?
His hope & dream,
A fantastic chimera,
Or another false dawn,
He teased & tortured,
Himself til blue,
Always thinking,
Until he knew nothing!
His light lifted her,
His dark scared her,
He didn’t mean to,
But he couldn’t help it,
She tormented him,
And his...
Because he was not amused,
In a tangled moment,
With a twisted mind,
Words plunged like daggers,
Bloody lava flowed,
Those mixed messages,
Lifting him so high,
Then releasing him,
To plummet & crash,
Is she the one?
His hope & dream,
A fantastic chimera,
Or another false dawn,
He teased & tortured,
Himself til blue,
Always thinking,
Until he knew nothing!
His light lifted her,
His dark scared her,
He didn’t mean to,
But he couldn’t help it,
She tormented him,
And his...
87 reads
2 Comments
Brake & Enter
I drive the dreaded drive
So long with time to get there
To prepare for the worst
The dead eyes behind the glass
Expressionless faces caught in the glare
The rivers of cars
The warning signs
The flashing lights
The indicators
The graffiti bus stops
The polluted air
The made up buildings
The lack of care
The students
The bus drivers
The guards
The gates
I enter
I park
I lead myself in
Give myself up
My cell invites me in
And time suddenly slows
So long with time to get there
To prepare for the worst
The dead eyes behind the glass
Expressionless faces caught in the glare
The rivers of cars
The warning signs
The flashing lights
The indicators
The graffiti bus stops
The polluted air
The made up buildings
The lack of care
The students
The bus drivers
The guards
The gates
I enter
I park
I lead myself in
Give myself up
My cell invites me in
And time suddenly slows
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Nice Day for Murder
Kill devil within,
Justifiable suicide,
Part of me will die,
For greater good,
My Mr Hyde,
My dark side,
My hedonist,
And enemy,
Not my friend,
Deserves to die,
Offended queen,
Must go now,
I’m jealous,
Tried to tear us apart,
High treason!
Time to go,
Has been fun,
Too much,
Farewell beast
Justifiable suicide,
Part of me will die,
For greater good,
My Mr Hyde,
My dark side,
My hedonist,
And enemy,
Not my friend,
Deserves to die,
Offended queen,
Must go now,
I’m jealous,
Tried to tear us apart,
High treason!
Time to go,
Has been fun,
Too much,
Farewell beast
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Ode to a Dirty Old Man
Bukowski
Sat and read poetry
He also sat
When he wrote it
He was never young
Bukowski
He hit life hard
Like his father’s beltings
With German efficiency
And the lust
Of a wild Barbarian
Bukowski
Not like Hemingway
And his boorish
Macho bullshit
Nor Rumsfeld who
Also stood at his desk
Adding his Neo-Con shekels
No
Hank was his own man
He called a fuck a fuck
And a phony a phony
He looked a mess but
His conscience was neat
I...
Sat and read poetry
He also sat
When he wrote it
He was never young
Bukowski
He hit life hard
Like his father’s beltings
With German efficiency
And the lust
Of a wild Barbarian
Bukowski
Not like Hemingway
And his boorish
Macho bullshit
Nor Rumsfeld who
Also stood at his desk
Adding his Neo-Con shekels
No
Hank was his own man
He called a fuck a fuck
And a phony a phony
He looked a mess but
His conscience was neat
I...
#Bukowski
#memorial
139 reads
0 Comments
Not for Love
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1 Comment
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