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Life on the Sidewalk (with superfluous vulgarisms) (Sonnet) by ?-Dave_Mysterious-?

Life hurts, Son, My mother advised me, In between puffs on her crack pipe, Life really fucking hurts. I thought my girlfriend understood me, But shit no! She was just another fucking ho, Vending cunt down some scum-ridden bar. In sex there's no fulfilment, The stinking beads of sweat, Running down my erect cock, Provide no anaesthesia. This city is like a weeping sore, It eats away at my very sole, Day after fucking day, Relentless despair is my burden. Last year, my best bud was mown down, In a pointless fucking drive-by, I held up a liquor store to get even, Shit, that's just the way things are around here. I guide the needle in, For a while it will numb my senses, Leaving me oblivious to the torment, Of my shitty everyday life. Fuck it! No one sees the pain inside.

Joe-joe 29-Sep-03/3:31 PM
You must be that bad ass mother fucker I wrote about a couple of weeks age. Yo home-boy wahe you bin? Me and you could run this joint. Two bad mother fuckers with an additude to boot! Shit, we cuold fuck all the hoe's down on 125 street. Know what I'm sayin. We kick back get some crank..know what I'm sayin? Homey, you just stick with me...latch on...I'ma make it all happen. And dem white boys, we be kicin dey ass..takin dey hoe's back to the hood. Cookin up they ass and lighin up they pussy's.. So meet me down by dat fucking Korean Bakery on Martin Luther King Blvd. 8PM sharp! You with me mother-fucker? Oh one last thing home-boy..when you come down here in my neck of da woods..don't be sayin shit like ""Nappy" and "hipsters"..home boys up here will tear your shit apart dey here you rap like dat. Later.




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