Replying to a comment on:

id (Free verse) by FreeFormFixation

she allowed me to paint vulgar words across her stomach in lipstick. and it all started innocently enough. i really just wanted to write something backwards, so when she looked in the mirror it could stare back clearly. But She insisted, and persisted in her pleas that i lighten up and do it already. So i lifted up her shirt and began to write "fuck 'o the irish" but it ended up looking more like "ficho otherish"

Dovina 28-Mar-05/4:59 PM
You've got a good idea for a poem here, but it appears following too closely to the truth of the event. To tell the truth, you have to lie sometimes. To relate a thing, you have to change it.




Track and Plan your submissions ; Read some Comics ; Get Paid for your Poetry
PoemRanker Copyright © 2001 - 2024 - kaolin fire - All Rights Reserved
All poems Copyright © their respective authors
An internet tradition since June 9, 2001