09-21-2025, 04:56 AM
There are such things as modes
swanky
and they are apparent
the apparency of modes
in Poetry
such modes
lead inevitably to niches
in Poetry
can you dig it
#
No not really no
no I can’t
#
Try harder
#
Why would I
try harder
Poetry is speech
that is all that it is
#
No it isn’t
not
entirely
#
Yes it is
entirely
#
No
critics can create styles
from nothing
they can get filch and obtain
erections and progressively intumesce
in the penile department
foreskins notwithstanding
there is real wood there
I feel it
in the critics trousers and such
Crimplene
#
Can they
#
Yes they can
they can create myths about you
regardless of your actual semen production rate
as more or less thick and coagulated
or as ejaculatory mass and liquid volume per idle shot
of your semen salty whack
#
Can they
#
Yes they can
#
But listen
I don’t care
people are nothing to me
these critics
they are nothing
but worthless scum to me
arseholes
#
Are they
#
Yes they are
#
But listen
I want to talk about me
now
right now
and how I feel
just now
my own personal semen production capacities
and volumetric discharge seminal output
and such things like that
#
Do you
#
Yes I do
I exist
I have no choice
about that
I feel myself
but I cannot describe it
I want to so much
but I can’t
I call it the self
if you will
the very self
but can you forgive me
I need you to
#
No
#
But when I ejaculate
it is automatic
it happens naturally
I cannot control myself
what am I supposed to do
not do it
is that it
#
I don’t know
#
When the people
the hoi poloi
receive my jism
upon their studious brows
to them
it is time itself
time
#
Is it
#
Yes it is
#
But I just like to speak
I do
#
But anybody can speak
ejaculation is normal
#
Is it
#
Yes it is
speech is competition
speech is expression
this is the performance of emission
but is a word
but
but what does it mean to you
but?
#
Nothing
it means nothing to me
but
#
Still I am an animal
I have animal needs
I need release
I want to fuck you
how many times do I have to tell you that
#
Do you
#
Yes I do
what you say is forgettable
it is trivial
it is nonsense
these words are shaven
right down to the bone
but shaven pussy
is cheap in our time
it is standard protocol
for a vulva
in our age
you are a bastard
#
Am I
#
Yes you are
#
I see
I don’t believe you
#
Why not
#
I don’t know
#
I feel as if
in the grip of a severe compulsion
the semen
travels up my cock
in lusty bolts
I need you to understand that
my urethra
#
But why
#
Just because
what you say matters not to me
it is a body
the trash you talk
with a hole in it
to me
a lubricated facility
nothing more than that
people have got mouths tongues and appetites
#
I don’t care though
#
You are nothing to me
a rotten tool
junk
clay
a form of pure plastic
#
Am I
#
Yes you are.
swanky
and they are apparent
the apparency of modes
in Poetry
such modes
lead inevitably to niches
in Poetry
can you dig it
#
No not really no
no I can’t
#
Try harder
#
Why would I
try harder
Poetry is speech
that is all that it is
#
No it isn’t
not
entirely
#
Yes it is
entirely
#
No
critics can create styles
from nothing
they can get filch and obtain
erections and progressively intumesce
in the penile department
foreskins notwithstanding
there is real wood there
I feel it
in the critics trousers and such
Crimplene
#
Can they
#
Yes they can
they can create myths about you
regardless of your actual semen production rate
as more or less thick and coagulated
or as ejaculatory mass and liquid volume per idle shot
of your semen salty whack
#
Can they
#
Yes they can
#
But listen
I don’t care
people are nothing to me
these critics
they are nothing
but worthless scum to me
arseholes
#
Are they
#
Yes they are
#
But listen
I want to talk about me
now
right now
and how I feel
just now
my own personal semen production capacities
and volumetric discharge seminal output
and such things like that
#
Do you
#
Yes I do
I exist
I have no choice
about that
I feel myself
but I cannot describe it
I want to so much
but I can’t
I call it the self
if you will
the very self
but can you forgive me
I need you to
#
No
#
But when I ejaculate
it is automatic
it happens naturally
I cannot control myself
what am I supposed to do
not do it
is that it
#
I don’t know
#
When the people
the hoi poloi
receive my jism
upon their studious brows
to them
it is time itself
time
#
Is it
#
Yes it is
#
But I just like to speak
I do
#
But anybody can speak
ejaculation is normal
#
Is it
#
Yes it is
speech is competition
speech is expression
this is the performance of emission
but is a word
but
but what does it mean to you
but?
#
Nothing
it means nothing to me
but
#
Still I am an animal
I have animal needs
I need release
I want to fuck you
how many times do I have to tell you that
#
Do you
#
Yes I do
what you say is forgettable
it is trivial
it is nonsense
these words are shaven
right down to the bone
but shaven pussy
is cheap in our time
it is standard protocol
for a vulva
in our age
you are a bastard
#
Am I
#
Yes you are
#
I see
I don’t believe you
#
Why not
#
I don’t know
#
I feel as if
in the grip of a severe compulsion
the semen
travels up my cock
in lusty bolts
I need you to understand that
my urethra
#
But why
#
Just because
what you say matters not to me
it is a body
the trash you talk
with a hole in it
to me
a lubricated facility
nothing more than that
people have got mouths tongues and appetites
#
I don’t care though
#
You are nothing to me
a rotten tool
junk
clay
a form of pure plastic
#
Am I
#
Yes you are.