PO8 TREE
4 adrianne @1973
CHEAP HOTEL GODDESS
she's just a cheap hotel goddess
her dirty panties on the floor,
and tho shy she's eldom modest
collecting lovers by the score.
her wardrobe is a Harlow movie
with pointy nipples showing thru
then she sez ANAL SEX IS GROOVY!
and that she'll make a man outta you.
she's pure of mind and body & wouldn't touch a cola
dotes on rose hips tea,brewers yeast & crunch granola.
at the beach she is Diana,lying naked on the sand
electric eyes asparkle with Lust for every man.
some call her brash and fickle, which is true altho unkind
but then the darling clitoris,like Love,is often blind.
not that she adores them all, her blood's too pure for that
'cuz her grandsires were landed gentry beneath the Ascot hat.
she's beento Greece,Mexico,Poland & even the Sorbonne
tho you'd never know it as her clothes are seldom on..
she loves the dirty mattress,her legs up in the air,
and rolling on filthy carpets getting scum in her curly hair.
but its really okay tho' cuz her parents are to blame
and she's ever so careful not to sign her real name.
its Ann Smith or Sue Johnson or even Elsie Gooch
divorced parent would disown her,if they knew she was 'loose',
but its all in the name of Science
B.S. in Anthropology dotcha know...
this avid loving of Greeks.Spades and maybe a Polack or so.
she gives them the snake oil of her body;fermenting sexual heat,
with her..Lust is just a hobby;PAIN is the real treat.
'cuz she's a cheap hotel goddess & a holy martyr too
lowered eyes & angel modest-to bring the Devil out in you.
you know it isn't easy, to wear that crown of thorns,
so please in counterbalance,accept the cuckolds horns,
'cuz she wears her scars like medals,polished with her tears
and tho you've left her body, she'll haunt yours yet for years.
her mother thinks her crazy
for dancing on without a stitch
truth is she's just plain lazy,
languid, selfish & often as pure bitch..
thoishe apes Isadore Duncan,
Pavlova or another illustrious she
or espouse Gloria Steinham
how wimmin too should be free.
truth is she loves to shock repairmen
opens the door in the nude,
then whines IT'S OVER THERE M,AN,
daring them to be lewd.
justa cheap hotel goddess & i did sacrifice
on the altar of her body; to the fire in the ice.
i came to fix her TV, a rental that went bust
i'd thot that Love meant friendship and maybe even Trust.
i stayed for dinner,salad,alfalfa sprouts & honey.
that meal cost me seven months & nearly all my money.
to watch her lying naked in a field of meadow grass
or just to watch her walk,undress & bounce her sweet ripe ass.
i waas toadty, fool,albatross &whipping boy
and she my Love Dealer,my lover's junkie joy.
broke,spent,defeated she left me in a slough
& to impress new proselytes, painted me the villain to the crew.
you see she's a cheap hotel goddess now, top a commune of seven
and as the only female there she must be in high heaven.
one for every weekday & another for every nite,
with seven different versions,they'll never know what's right.
just a cheap hotel goddess and tho i know the score
sometimes i feel a fondness now for dirty panties on the floor...
THIS IS ABOUT 95% TRUE, I WAS NEVER A TV REPAIRMAN AND I MET HER AT A COMMUNE FORMING THAT WENT BELLY UP.
I DO NOT LOVE YOU... for Wolf Girl @1985
I DO NOT LOVE YOU
'CUZ YOU'RE
white
female
blonde & blue eyed
young
sexy & attractive
intelligent & athletic
small breasted
slender
saucy buttocked
leggy
vulnerable
'loving'
passionate
artist/writer/musical
scientific/schizophrenic
photogenic
charming & comfortable
mysterious
naiive
innocent
wanton
a werewolf
magicke
No. i love you becuz
you're YOU
(but the rest don't hurt either)
WROTE THIS IN HONOR OF MY NAM VET (2 1/2 TOURS PLUS) ROOMIE OF 5 YEARS,KORAK THE KILLER.(pls excuse the lingo as this is how he recounted things)
ENEMY BABIES @1981
WAR IS
crawling out thru barbwire
& tanglefoot to
grab a piece of ass
lining up,squad deep
-alert-for some
poxy good gash
while her husband/brother crawls
thru the gap to
boobytrap your hooch.
WAR IS
aiming a loaded M-16
into a huddled crowd
addressed
'TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN...'
WAR IS
being Short-Time &
getting killed anyway.
the fear of
the dawn in the dirt
the home made spit &"babykillers"
plane home to
an empty airport
to watch the
sunset of your life
at twenty.
WAR IS
My Lai.
'seeds make weeds'
nits make lice
enemy babes make
good corpses....
THIS FROM A SERIES OF SPOKEN POEMS I CALLED "STAB & DANCE" AN ODYSESSY OF LIFE IN CHEAP HOTELS WITH PAPER THIN WALLS...
fandango
you brute.
you cunt.
you beat mer,
you asked 4 it!
i'm bruised...
you're lucky!
look at my clothes...
you're better off naked.
barefoot & pregnant,right?
what else are you good for?
you surely wouldn't know...
goddamn bitch,can't cook either.
fuck you!
fuck you too!
prick.
slut.
kiss me!
no, YOU kiss me...
mmmmmmmmmmm...
can i get on top this time?
dyke.
now just a taste of Zen...@1980
THE GATELESS GATE/THERE IS NO DEATH
death is not so bad
everything dies,
Life is a terminal problem;
rocks,fish,germs,
bugs,plants,dinosaurs,
worlds,stars,galaxies
all die.
bless the rose
& its thorns too.
undying
is the song,
undying
is the dream.
Rejoice
for death is
but a
pause in
the
dreaming
interrupted by
birth...
namaste
mega
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