The Best Of FetishesA Poem by Annette Jay SweeneyAnother sonnet I wrote about subject matter not usually used in a sonnet.I never liked for things to go to waste so, as a young boy I began saving little bits and pieces. I hid with haste in their own boxes and baggies: shavings, left hair, picked scabs that bled, boogers across white paper were spread, skin from burns peeled, my favorite, tattoo ink that I lost. Each separately and carefully sealed to prevent them from rotting or turning to dust. One day I brought a woman home and through my stuff she went churning, she found them, called me the most mad man she had ever met, ran through the front door, but later she called me begging for more. © 2010 Annette Jay SweeneyAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on May 11, 2010 Last Updated on May 11, 2010 AuthorAnnette Jay SweeneyIDAboutReading and writing have always provided a loving escape for me, but both are now taking on a more serious level. I thrive on reading others' work and helping them to improve, while also depicting my .. more..Writing
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