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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.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 8-Oct-03/2:10 PM
I'm ashamed to admit it, but it's true. Just have a look at this felched-up bumstain:

"AIDS The Wonderhorse" (Limerick) by -=Dark_Angel=-

There once was some AIDS in a [fortune] cookie
That was sold by a dunce to a bookie
For the fool had not seen
Where the virus had been
So he peddled it off like a rookie!




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