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he sent me a poem

October 23, 2014 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

and I responded: There are two things I’ve always had a difficult time with: poetry and performance art. Both are unintentionally uncomfortable to me, as if stumbling upon someone’s open diary and catching a few words that force you to pause and read the whole page. That feeling of invading someone’s privacy (and getting great pleasure from it) never leaves me, even when the performances are public or the poems are published or spoken. And I’ve been reading poetry lately! […]

Categories: sugar • Tags: communication, performance art, poetry, poets

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haikus for cuckolders

February 25, 2014 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

I’m white and she’s white. We need a large black dragon. Free tomorrow night? Bowling or ping-pong. Competition gets me there. She’s yours now but mine later. It’s the only way I can smell his aroma and not be questioned.

Categories: snippets • Tags: cuckolders, cuckolding, fetish, haiku, infidelity, poem, poetry, sex

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haikus for black cock

February 16, 2014 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

it’s in the kitchenmaking me sausage and eggsseems fair to feed and be fed your pink capped mushroomhas a dark chocolate stemgrowing on peat moss suck my big black cocktell me you want it in youi don’t repeat things

Categories: snippets • Tags: black cock, haiku, penis, poem, poetry, porn, sex

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haikus for shower sex

February 6, 2014 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

we are squeaky clean everything is rubbery is there a squeegee in there? please please please don’t fall teeth on tile equal blood bath molars clog old drains winter makes hair dry semen or conditioner? looks the same to me

Categories: snippets • Tags: bath, clean, haiku, poem, poetry, porn shower, sex, shower, wet

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haikus for near death experiences

February 2, 2014 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

ricotta cheesecake sand like crunch bite after bite tastes of lemon GLASS do you know your name? which president got your vote? on the bathroom floor needles don’t scare me just let me sit a moment bosom catches head

Categories: snippets • Tags: death, haiku, poem, poetry

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haikus for dogs

February 1, 2014 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

these toes must be new i lick them like fresh baked treats socks make sibley sad a knot on my neck carries the poem around it’s not too heavy belly to the floor i scuttle under the bed why is it shaking? there’s a camera in my face. Am I really that cute? yes, I am

Categories: snippets • Tags: blue heeler, haiku, poem, poetry

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I am the natural form: a poem ?

January 17, 2014 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

The craving for sashimi was satisfied when I searched “30D” on ebay and sorted the results “Price + Shipping: highest first.” Supple natural form silicone inserts make me want to be a woman, mad at my lover for not being able to read my mind, hysterical days before shark week, naked on request. I drag my lead limbs through the days looking for the end of wanting, but it keeps coming. I am a woman. I am the natural form. […]

Categories: secrets • Tags: poem, poetry, silicone breast forms

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dogs & men

September 26, 2013 by whatwhippedcreamismadeof

Bogie was a terrier: shaggy, brown, and low. Molly was a labrador: smooth and black like crows. Sibley was a cattle pup: speckled, sweet, and kind. Gumption was a pitbull mix: large, brown, and unrefined. Bogie’s man was a dentist: withered, old, and odd. Molly’s man was a flyfisher: sun speckled, witty, and flawed. Sibley’s man was a puzzle: layered, entertaining, and complex. Gumption’s man was a landscaper: a fan of botany andĀ decks.

Categories: snippets • Tags: dogs, man, poem, poetry, rhyme

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