None GivenA Poem by Timothy Ryan
F**k!
F**k! F**k! Count it up There's three Three f***s that I just gave for attention I can't give too much of myself, though Certain things I give no f***s about They can't have me No matter how hard they try My dead end job The late rent The rules of society How much alcohol I drank last night Consequences of a bad idea Opinions about who I am They can all f**k off But, then there's her With curves that ooze sex Lips that are waiting to be devoured Eyes that say "Give me your best shot" She opens her legs Inviting me in F**k it Take everything A f**k on the bed A f**k on the floor A f**k against the wall A f**k in the afternoon Another f**k at night And a f**k after that A f**k on top A f**k from the bottom A f**k from behind A f**k sideways A f**k here A f**k there A f**k everywhere She gave me her all And I gave her a lot But, I had to keep one for myself I couldn't give a f**k after I left © 2017 Timothy RyanFeatured ReviewReviews
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4 Reviews Added on July 2, 2016 Last Updated on March 18, 2017 AuthorTimothy RyanNYAboutStories, poetry and everything from the soul. I'm co-authors with whiskey. more..Writing
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