Think Poem Hunter Think

Think Poem Hunter Think
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Mans rise and Fall
The Bed ..
Born of flesh
fucked in the head
by the time he solves the puzzle
he is frickin dead
all that he leaves behind
is his seminal spots
his masturbative memories
his post marital piss potted
peccadillos
on the sanitary pad like
absorbent bed
which when the next occupant
who humps your wife
the shortcomings
of your short story
will be told
when she gives him head
who the fucks says
man only lives by bread
there is serpent lying satisfied
a smirk ..
right beneath your dispossessed bed
because of fuck words
this poem at poemhunter
wont be read
fuck censorship
fuck freedom of expression
trampling over
the foetus of creativity
as you move ahead
think poem hunter think
your fucked sanctimonious
shed
or are the radicals the saudis are filling you coffers
poets of erotica..
along with their bed
premature dead

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