The Gender Wars
On the outskirts of an echoing sob
I found you weeping big fat tears.
It was your legs that were spread
out, your cleavage that called,
I only opened my zip.
My breasts are too small doctor. Can
you fix me up with some silicone? I want
to push these bad boys out.
You were looking at me. I know you wanted it
so bad babe. Don’t blame me. You needed me to
take you in the car, somewhere in the shadows.
More lipstick here. This neckline is too modest. Where
is my lucky bra? I hear this perfume is divine and in
thirty steps you can have your finest fantasy fulfilled.
Take this. Take that. Yes, just like that you bitch.
Make some noise. Move some more. Don’t lie
there like a tub of lard. Don’t bite your lips.
Girlfriend, you need to run them on a string.
The power is between your legs. Uncross
when the shopping season starts.
Twenty three is my magic number. I’ve
been to more ports than Captain Nemo.
They all love my twelve inch tortoise!
On the outskirts of a suppressed sob
I found you breaking beer bottles.
August 4th, 2007 | Quote
I couldn’t stop laughing.
August 2nd, 2007 | Quote
Rohit: And why would you think this is out of place?
Mermaid: I’m happy you got the point.
August 2nd, 2007 | Quote
[...] 2, 2007 SoC Recommends Posted by silenceofcenturies under Poetry This is certainly one of the most urbane and yet beautifully penned words I have ever read! [...]
July 25th, 2007 | Quote
It is the truth. Unfortunately, few ever realize the opposite gender resides within them. There is a male/female aspect to everyone, and tapping into both energies and letting them speak is a talent few will ever know.
July 23rd, 2007 | Quote
Hey Anil, Kinda out of place don’t you think. I mean its very well written… Ah! well you must have been in a sinister mood ;-)