With My Smiles, And Regressions

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

taken from my book, "As The Marker Snaps"

With My Smiles, And My Regressions


Only when I was drunk as a sailor

Did I ever make sense wasted

Only when I was hungover cocaine

Did I ever need to die quick

But my eyeballs never saw

The beauty of breasts like yours before

I don't complain about ev'rything

It's only the things they ask me

I do want my dick to be

Between your tits with glee

But I know you can't be mine

And I am not even in love with you

I spent my 4th. Of July with homies

Because I could not ask you out on a date

And now I am regreting it

But "I don't pick up, no matter what"

I still stand like a wobbling man

Frail and bitter

Knowing this is all I have

I won't see any changes

And my lonely dick

I hear it cry to sleep at night

Never stop to think that it would die

If I didn't get to stick it inside

Of you

With your legs open wide

And your lips on mine

But I can't reach a woman

Who's much too classy for me

Who would only slap me twice

If I asked her anything once


07-15-'14 #1

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: July 17, 2014

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