Nude poetry.
A bold title to draw the perverts in I don't expect the poetry nature of the title to draw anyone in, I expect it may even put even a few of the determined perverts off, "Huuummmmm nudity, but at the price of poetry. Is it really worth it?"The man who undertook my university interview inquired after samples of my poetry. I gave its general shitty quality as my excuse for it's absence, but as well as this my poetry has an obscene nature to it which it seems to gather from some unknown source *ahem* for some reason. Recently I've been venturing into writing poetry naked, not because I'm stealing Blake's idea but because whenever I'm nude I have sudden bursts of inspiration. What follows is one of my experiments in writing poetry after I got out of the bath and couldn't be arsed to get dressed.
Tattoo
I'm sorry Roger after the,
Initial
introductions I grew bored,
I was fickle then,
my infatuation couldn't last through custom.
two months then love,
my girlfriends ruled.
I cherished my ceremonious months,
then acquired the name I wanted,
Pin-
-point point my gain.
When striding into his,
(before husband had set in permanence)
room naked, approaching the bed, where eyes learning,
looking forward to-
he said, "Roger who?"
"The first boy I ever. . . ." I said,
when I should have told the truth,"I never knew." instead.
BOOGIE
posted by Boogie @ 3:30 PM
3 Comments:
I don't understand poetry. And I disapprove of nakedness. And when you say I get inspiration whilst naked, it doesn't sound good Boogz.
Anyway, my piano playing nbeats it. Blog properly.
Loves you XxX
hahaha nice typo. Don't complain you play the piano naked and you think that's exceptable suddenly when nudiety becomes linked with me it's obscene?
Great work.
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