![]() The Outside WombA Poem by TTBoy28
Not a vision but a sign of deliverance known by many and not revered but despised Formed by a clandestine encounter the afterbirth clings to her wrist like greed does to a golddigger Yet in her quest for salvation she contorts and spins all sins that will not allow her reflection to appear Able to snatch a fly before the winking of an eye It is just like her to let her fly trap and heed all the greatness that she is not Lo, as it latches on to her available fruitful limb cultivating disaster makes her the mother of what festers after not purging over the sink of St. Pauli's girl Perky are the globes of sensation Sensation is absent inside her An outside womb should still keep up appearances © 2011 TTBoy28Featured Review
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1 Review Added on January 11, 2011 Last Updated on January 11, 2011 Author![]() TTBoy28Atlanta, GAAboutI am the former TTBoy. I am Buddhist. I write only the truth as I see it. This may sound ridiculous to some, but sometimes the truth gets in the way. The truth shall set you free. I try to be ad.. more..Writing
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