Friday, 23 May 2008

shit-hot

intellectualise?
man, i can't even think.

chest heaving, face hot
hands frozen over the keyboard -
throat closed -

language blocked

the only expressions I can find are
purely physiological

‘he makes me piss myself laughing... he makes my
legs go
like jelly –

you know my pussy's never been so wet?
mm hmm, mm hmm -
fuck me, it was hard’

and so over the sound of
sharp incredulous breaths

(a reluctant audience that doesn’t want to know)

I find myself, dirtied,
chest heaving - shit-hot - smutty-fingered - foul-mouthed

spewing filth over the keyboard
like a born-again whore

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