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~~bungalow~~ · 06-21-2010, 07:20 PM

i am writing this for one of those girls, you all know the kind. anyway, she has a dirty habit of thanking me for spending time with her, so this is a response to that (some of the references are specific and personal--the alligator, our 'Walden'...so while they might be confusing choices for you all, she will understand them). i intend to keep adding stanzas until i'm exhausted of things i wouldn't rather be doing, i also intend to polish these a bit more. this is what i've come up with over the past few hours, probably won't actually give it to her until i've spent a good number of days on it. thought i'd put it up here first...for comment and critique.

MORE than feast my palate
On a Child’s bourguignon, or
Teach des mots d’anglais with
Small French children looking on,

MORE than fashion poetry
Grown timeless and renown’d, or
Sail the lonely ocean without
The unnatural din of human sound

MORE than light green-fires
And let fumes whisk me away, or
Gorge myself on chemicals ‘til
Color’d spectrums melt the day,

MORE than find Enlightenment
With living Buddha in my tow, or
Resuscitate dead Lennon and
Have the Beatles do a show,

MORE than drink cream’d coffee
Sugar’d lightly for the edge, or
Retire quick from mara-thons
And fall resolutely into bed,

MORE than meet the President
And grasp his tens’d firm hand, or
Dawdle with Ms. Désirée on
Royal tours of Swedish lands,

MORE than trap an alligator
(unless it was with you, of course), or
Tend out to your Walden-found
To let the river choose my course,

MORE than fuck a beauty-queen
And press her tight between my thighs, or
Stand square with many evil-men
And jam long fingers in their eyes,

AND MORE than this and so much
More, would I rather be with you,
Sitting silent, sweaty, pulling weeds or
Doing whatever it is you want to do.

SO PLEASE don’t ever ask me,
Or thank me for my time, ‘cause
More than you can really know
The pleasure has been all mine.

06-21-2010, 07:20 PM	#1 (permalink)
~~bungalow~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Hot-lanta Posts: 3,140	poem for a girl, what else i am writing this for one of those girls, you all know the kind. anyway, she has a dirty habit of thanking me for spending time with her, so this is a response to that (some of the references are specific and personal--the alligator, our 'Walden'...so while they might be confusing choices for you all, she will understand them). i intend to keep adding stanzas until i'm exhausted of things i wouldn't rather be doing, i also intend to polish these a bit more. this is what i've come up with over the past few hours, probably won't actually give it to her until i've spent a good number of days on it. thought i'd put it up here first...for comment and critique. MORE than feast my palate On a Child’s bourguignon, or Teach des mots d’anglais with Small French children looking on, MORE than fashion poetry Grown timeless and renown’d, or Sail the lonely ocean without The unnatural din of human sound MORE than light green-fires And let fumes whisk me away, or Gorge myself on chemicals ‘til Color’d spectrums melt the day, MORE than find Enlightenment With living Buddha in my tow, or Resuscitate dead Lennon and Have the Beatles do a show, MORE than drink cream’d coffee Sugar’d lightly for the edge, or Retire quick from mara-thons And fall resolutely into bed, MORE than meet the President And grasp his tens’d firm hand, or Dawdle with Ms. Désirée on Royal tours of Swedish lands, MORE than trap an alligator (unless it was with you, of course), or Tend out to your Walden-found To let the river choose my course, MORE than fuck a beauty-queen And press her tight between my thighs, or Stand square with many evil-men And jam long fingers in their eyes, AND MORE than this and so much More, would I rather be with you, Sitting silent, sweaty, pulling weeds or Doing whatever it is you want to do. SO PLEASE don’t ever ask me, Or thank me for my time, ‘cause More than you can really know The pleasure has been all mine. Last edited by bungalow; 06-24-2010 at 01:58 PM.