#Occupy … My Dreams

Naked, cold
lust running down my lips.
Sexy, bold
I love the way you work those hips.
Cornel West,
The object of my desire
For you I’d throw my heaving breast
upon the funeral pyre.

Statuesque Burlesque:
An Ode to the Blowjob Statue

The irony of iron knees,
doomed to kneel,
A slanted slavered ratio,
of endless forced fellatio.
The astute statute
Of a statue.
Metallic cum,
coming straight at you.

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