Tuesday, June 9, 2009


it was a bad dream
the girl I’d recently been lovin’
she’d cut half my cock off
put it on the bedside table
and said, “make love to me.”
but the tip of my new half cock
it had already grown pointy
like the tip of a spike
and when I tried to put it in her
she screamed and said, “stop!”
we both looked over
at the bedside table
and at the cut off tip of my cock
it was shriveling up
and the skin was peeling off
“why the fuck did you do this to me?”
I asked her, on the verge of tears
“I don’t know, babe,” she sighed,
rolling over to face the wall
“I don’t know why we do anything.”

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