![]() SkankA Poem by Pete![]() I lose my respect for the man who can make the mystery of sex the subject of a coarse jest, yet when you speak earnestly and seriously on the subject, is silent. - Thoreau![]() with an air head and virgin-white, tube sock trolling for fresh meat down on the block sporting sneaker stilettos with a broken heel pretending to care what people actually feel shortsighted cutoffs and torn fish net no need to fret maybe tomorrow but not just yet strutting nowhere with electric shock hair a cheap w***e never quite able to open the right door forget the dawn everyone's name is john in a pond with a singular black swan spineless, with a ruptured sacroiliac victim of a sneak attack on soul support with an exposed crack dancing naked in divinity trying to get to heaven or at least in the vicinity a prowling, feral cat sporting bankrupt bosoms and lurid tats with wallet in hand, step right up to that's that fluent in saying what you want to hear not socially distanced but stalking near promising that you can take it to the bank not a cheap trick but an expensive prank with sizzling, sleazy allure and unforgettable swank a strong pull followed by a weak yank always able to turn a well lubricated crank for a little extra you might even get a spank an AWOL general with a penetrated, broken-down tank well deserving of her four-point star rank with a powerful right hook and surprising left flank smelling like a coital, low tide she wreaked and stank all she wants is a hug to thank slither on down and ask, "what's doin' ?" of the skank © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on September 25, 2020 Last Updated on September 28, 2020 Author![]() PeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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