W***e Tour (Team up attack, level 5 with Judan Fyreheart)

W***e Tour (Team up attack, level 5 with Judan Fyreheart)

A Poem by E.H. Monroe
"

yup...we're all just gaping holes...

"

As skanks sit upon lead thrones

Piss stained fingernails still dripping with
Yellow smiles distant reminders of previous regrets

Of internal bleeding and acceptable Rape.


We reach this time of depravity,

Evil throes of hair pulled fantasy. Eye lids and mouths torn as
whining children cast votes on society's carcass

Sewage laden condoms filled with greasy left over fetus, breathing in nails and smoke.


While brown paper bags cast aside shattered intelligence

And tampons are cemented to the inside thighs of the Saints’ infidelity.
Submissive w****s choke through their ball gags
And modern talent becomes nothing more than a twisted fetish
Hidden between p***y riddled stalls in a back alley brawl

Sympathy An infection oozing from rabid wounds
on a cracked and broken virgin sacrifice
tossed to the one side in favour of a blow-up wife.
Smog caked hands claw at the desperate pleas
the final gap between here and heaven.
This place makes hell look like a vacation sweet-cheeks
So bend over and take it
Gorge your rot riddled mind on the putrid c**k of your dealer

It’s not rape, it’s sex by surprise

Virgin eyes and little sister watching on in horror, mouth wide and inhaling Meghan’s Law, “my turn my turn!”

I call my teddy bear “scream and I’ll kill you, w***e!”

Mary Jane’s dancing upon the sores, broken backs of Ben Franklins

In twenty years, tattooed twenty tears and a heroin heroine in wonder

Torn asunder, “Mom, you got freckles on your arm”

The cycle spins and history repeated

 “Now dance for mom and her friends sweet pea”

little one,

close your eyes it will all be over in seconds

20$ and you can wipe it up with her 1st grade diploma

 

 A nation of w****s in repose

Just one more trick to hack those veins with the drug
of surreal

reality


© 2011 E.H. Monroe



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"In twenty years, tattooed twenty tears and a heroin heroine in wonder" This line absolutely steals the show.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Wow, talk about power with words, I was hooked from start to finish. Imagery was hella intense. I have to say I think I am liking your style, I will review more and you may have a new devoted reader :D

Posted 5 Years Ago


We reach this time of depravity,
Evil throes of hair pulled fantasy. Eye lids and mouths torn as
whining children cast votes on society's carcass
Sewage laden condoms filled with greasy left over fetus, breathing in nails and smoke.

Holy s**t, what a excellent read! In my current state, i probably shouldn't be reading work like this, it ignites the pure filth and hatred i keep tucked away deeply inside, away from the ignorance of the outside world. There is true in each stanza, the imagery you set in my mind is classic. F*****g love your work so much, hopefully i don't turn into a psychotic fan.... but that will be your problem, not mine =)

Posted 5 Years Ago


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a bit lightweight for you...lol ..this is grimy, nasty grim..but riveting to read..they is no seams between either of your writing..I don't see the world like this..or I would be on numerous medication..wait, I am on numerous mediation..

Posted 5 Years Ago


This is pretty caustic, and I like that you didnt write another rant about the govt, church, or state.
I felt a little like the narrator was looking at me....lol..
great! ( I suppose this is what we wish in our art, no?)
hmm... also:

I don't think the word 'horny' is adequate to describe the myriad of sexual delights that, apparently, make the world go round.
Well, that and cellular phone technology.
I guess the hokey pokey really IS what it's all about.

Posted 5 Years Ago


What, no unicorns here?

Posted 6 Years Ago


Okay so is it wrong to say I busted out laughing when you said rape is just sex by surprise? Raw would be an understatement here, unless you meant raw meat left in the sin for two weeks then rubbed on an open wound before downing raw. Hmm still an understatement.

Posted 6 Years Ago


This is the stuff, brother.
This is the stuff that makes some people sweat in the wee hours of the morning. They wake up wondering if you'll write about them. They check your writes on their cell phones and laptops. They know you're coming. they don't know when.

Love this. Madness and filth at its finest.

Write on! You weird soul! Write on!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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haha Robyn's review is brilliant - I've reviewed this on Shen's page - so will just say here - I like it... you w****s

Posted 6 Years Ago


I missed your biting word-swords slashing through a gilded humanity - ouch - the way you put it - you skinned the cat and yanked out it's innards -

Posted 6 Years Ago



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hate your f*****g guts, NJ



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