Saturday, March 15, 2008
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Flossin' Mechanically
The vibrations, strong and fast,
hurt and then dull to a discomfort.
My eyes close even though I need to see
the forced penetration between every crevice.
Blood begins to pour and I dab to no avail.
It flows and drips, staining everything.
Not as easy as I planned it, but
I tilt my head back and ease it in further.
Back and forth, deeper and painfully deeper,
it finally reaches the very back and I explode.
The tingling sensation remains
to remind me to repeat and repeat.
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Descriptive. Something that most poems lack these days. I enjoyed it.
As for your pulse comment, don't cha know?!?! haha. Today my husband took a loan from a friend (because the Army has failed to give us married pay, and actually owes us three grand in backpay) without even calling me first. What makes this situation worse is, the guy he borrowed from WANTS INTEREST. That's what burned me so bad. His "friend" wants to collect interest from him, which I don't think a real friend would do. I told my husband that I wouldn't have been so upset if he had just called me at the time and explained there wasn't another option, I would have respected his opinion and let him do it. He argued at first, then later came back with, "You were right. I should have told you." So he's not so bad, hehe. I love him.
Hope you don't mind if I sub. I enjoy your stuff a lot. :} (sorry this was so long ;p)
Yeah, he did try to get a loan with the military, but our paperwork hasn't been submitted to his finance (his chain of command is sloppy, and I blame that mostly), so there was no proof for them to get ahold off for our marriage and such. But what he didn't realize at the time was, ALL HE HAD TO DO WAS TELL ME! I respect his opinion so much and realize how smart he is, but he didn't even call me to let me know what was going on. He didn't realize that all he had to do what point out what he had tried and that there wasn't another option. I guess that's where he realized he was in the wrong after we actually discussed it. He realized that if he would have told me, things would have went 100% smoother. But like I said, he's smart and learns from mistakes -- just one of the many reasons why I married him. He's really a great guy. He just does dumb things (out of lack of sophistication of living on his own). I think that excuse suffices, at least for me.
indeed, it definitely was. =D
nice poem. it was ... graphic lol.
Aww come on, cemeteries are uber-cool. It's really peaceful, because...well...because everyone else around you is dead. I'm not talking about like regular cemeteries with the nice lawn with the neat rows of gravestones, I'm talking about the old old cemeteries with the huge mausoleums and dramatic angel statues that's eroded by weather.
Nice poem!! :) Sweet
nice poem but r u emo?
Wow, that poem was so intense! :O! Definitely has an interesting feel to it though =3 And I need to lose the weight cuz i want to wear this awesome shirt I bought for spring ;_; Plus doctor scolded me haha >>;;; psh, I laugh in the name of obesity!! ><;
My favorite part of the spider bite is the puss that came out after I squeezed it. That, or the fact that the swelling is uncomfortably close to my family jewels.
that... made me think of something really.. dirty? =X
but after reading your comments... it just became more serious.
now which is it? lol
pretty good though. :] i like.
Yeah, I'm a nightcrawler myself. Tell me, what are some things you've always wanted to do in life? What are your dreams and ambitions?
ryc : lol ... mmk i thought it was a vibrator.. but i did think it was a weird title.. sooooo yea. x] but really good. hahaha