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GETTING A GRIP

One day of a lonely life

my thoughts became entwined

it did not take a great amount

of will to settle my mind.

 

Resorting to the grip 'n drip

to muster up the mustard

I savoured some photos of impossible beauty

a sense of something impossibly fruity.

 

Though with the degradation of age

and its fruitless dreams of heritage

my thoughts debased by nubile youth

the evidence would give the game away

 

with an orgasm like the tender cry

of a sad old wolf in the wilderness

a dissemination of fluid

 

blown back

by rejection

into a seam of infected illusion

and a sense of lonely confusion.

◄ AN EVENING WITH FRANK ZAPPA

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raypool

Sat 30th Jul 2016 12:03

Thanks David. I like to use bathos and pathos to reduce known attitudes; basically a laughable concept but as you say not really -considering the literature and serious concerns such matters generate. I think what you say about natural desire is a sort of dream of conquest in a sense which always involves temporary subjugation of another partner with consequent disgust on a certain level. Sorry but that's how I see sex, mainly my own experience. The hand is safe (in the right hands).

Ray

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John Coopey

Fri 29th Jul 2016 09:03

Stick with it, Ray. It'll come.

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