01-01-2013, 03:00 PM
This is my first non-rhyming poem. My goal was to write something "earthy."
Something A Dumb Guy Woould Right
Rotting corpse tacked to fence
the maggots fall from her face
I love to push holes inside
When I touch she shivers
Watch her as she decomposes
My girl who never leaves
She begs for pain
And I am happy to oblige
The winter comes and body freezes
She is cold but could be so warm
A cozy fire she embraces
You'll never leave
I push through your face
burn you while dead
flesh decomposing
love undying
Something A Dumb Guy Woould Right
Rotting corpse tacked to fence
the maggots fall from her face
I love to push holes inside
When I touch she shivers
Watch her as she decomposes
My girl who never leaves
She begs for pain
And I am happy to oblige
The winter comes and body freezes
She is cold but could be so warm
A cozy fire she embraces
You'll never leave
I push through your face
burn you while dead
flesh decomposing
love undying


