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trapped by Charles Bukowski
don't undress my love
you might find a mannequin;
don't undress the mannequin
you might find
my love
she's long ago
forgotten me.
she's trying on a new
hat
and looks more the
coquette
than ever.
she is a
child
and a mannequin
and death
i can't hate
that.
she didn't do
anything
unusual.
i only wanted her
don't undress my love
you might find a mannequin;
don't undress the mannequin
you might find
my love
she's long ago
forgotten me.
she's trying on a new
hat
and looks more the
coquette
than ever.
she is a
child
and a mannequin
and death
i can't hate
that.
she didn't do
anything
unusual.
i only wanted her
E.E. Cummings
The Boys I Mean Are Not Refined
the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
they hump them thirteen times a night
one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves a cross in her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys i mean are not refined
they come with girls who bite and buck
who cannot read and cannot write
who laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite
the boys i mean are not refined
they cannot chat for that and this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss
they speak whatever's on their mind
they do whatever's in their pants
the boys i mean are not refined
they shake the mountains
when they dance
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Burroughs-Junky
"If you really want to bring a man down light a cigarette in the middle of intercourse. Of course, what I really dig is chicks. I get a kick out of taking a proud chick and breaking her spirit, making her see she is just an animal. A chick is never beautiful after she's been broken."
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P.S. hit my lj comments and tell me who you are so I know for certain. Hit my hotmail if your big on being discreet.
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