The Cacophonous Orgy


The Cacophonous Orgy

A Poem by TTBoy

Less Than Zero

The pressed garments shined as

even their underwear pierced their skin

All waiting for the right time

to nail time to the wall and splatter

whatever matter it could onto

wherever they did it

For not many were takers of fakers

pretending to be able to stitch nine

as fine as wine into a behind

so kind that even rigor mortis could

arise and laugh at the reaper for not

being grim enough

As the surgeon who doctored on them

all

Parted their little gathering like the

Red Sea to the wall

secrets were revealed

And so the sound of a pig squealed

Carefully and carelessly he kneeled

At what he gave them

They would give back willingly

Admission was paid and so were

  the dues

Choose to lose

Eagerly waiting to abuse the stud

high school called Spud

Even with only one third leg

They all wanted to be his kick stand

Pleasuring them all

  Standing to bent would they fall

Only the lucky

  Away would they crawl

 

© 2010 TTBoy

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