poemranker ::Pillow Talk by horus8

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Free verse № 120105

Pillow Talk

Member since 2002 · Posted 14 Feb 2005 · 3 comments

Golden is the boy that bends For money and the upturned fork Brave is the youngman that groans Under the saber of curiousity To stock up more beans and butter For winters ahead flashing like Spent bulb, and blown-curtain-sun Dashed upon plastic Malibu surf rocks Pregnant, shamed, and quite possibly Unable to walk home. In 6th grade we asked my best friend Chris's Older brother Mark (A pigeon chested menthol Smoking long hair) How we would know that we Were hitting puberty? To which he replied "Stick a tampon up your ass, count to a 100, and then pull it out real fast, if there's blood on it you're getting close." Thinking back now, I can only laugh... Brilliant.

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[8] wilco 14-Feb-05/7:41 PM Reply
Yours are always interesting. I'll give you that.
[10] Dan garcia-Black 16-Feb-05/12:18 AM Reply
May I count to 100 by -10-'s?
[7] Stephen Robins 16-Feb-05/5:37 AM Reply
I always feel like I have just had an anal douche and forgot to shut my mouth when I read your poemes. -1-0-