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Hello
Poetry-reader. In this collection you'll find poetry I wrote from
1988 until 2002.
I
struggled hard to get it published, but all the book/poetry devils
found it to be too "offensive." Some even told straight
to my face that my "poetry was garbage."
I
have a different opinion about my work. I think it's great and
I would like to share it with you.
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The first
poem I want to show you is my fisting-poem. I wrote this in the late
90's after I saw a latex-fisting-german-porn movie together with my
girlfriend. I remember showing this poem to some "poetry critics."
Here's the response I got:
"I
have an open, but critical, mind when it comes to art, but saw no art
here, not even a glimmer."
Ok, here's
the poem:
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FIRST
YOU KISS ME NOW I WANT YOU TO FIST ME
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bitch
I will do you no harm
soft
gentle
like
premium brand toilet paper
so sorry you scream
to
me it's a dream
finally!
penetrate
you with my arm
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In 1992
I fell in love with a girl. Feminism girl. It was three weeks wasted
with intellectual shittery. I wrote this after beiing rejected sex for
two nights in a row:
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She
watches TV
says
she won't do it with me
I
say fuck that shit
while
I slap the bitch
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In 2002
there was a lot of "blogs" around the interweb. I looked at
them & wrote this critical piece of poetry.
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THE
LIFE WE CHOOSE
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Times
are hard
You
lost your job again
No
money to pay the rent
Then
a man is from heaven sent
He
kiss you on the cheek
Tell
you to pickup the money in a week
You
go down into doggie
Think
that this will be a nice story for your bloggie
You
tell your readers that you got paid
While
you were getting laid
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There
were times I was without a job & horny. Then I got in a bad mood
and wrote poetry like this:
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SUMMER
IS HERE
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You're a
slob
Without
a job
Wandering
on the beaches of Europe
With these
ugly eyes full of hope
Sexy girl
please look at me
I'm available!
I'm free!
There's
no hope for you
Doo Dee
Lii Duu
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I
wrote this next poem in 2001 after my girlfriend at the time moved abroad
to start to work in a chemical factory. I drove a lot around alone searching
for cheap hookers, and smoked her brand of cigarettes, I wrote this
poem originally on a McDonald's tissue.
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ALONE
IN MY SKODA
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your
budget perfume
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smoking
cheap cigarettes
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last
season's adidas
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those
sticky legs
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the
smelly cunt
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miss
you so much
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Here's
a poem I wrote after I understood how alcohol made me more successfull
in social settings.
| Be
drunk. Be a winner. |
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| I
kept my mouth shut |
| Walked
around alone |
| Didn't
succed with a slut |
| Never
leaved my rental home |
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| Vodka
got me talking |
| I
was dancing instead of walking |
| Girls
were shocked |
| Their
meatholes got rocked |
There are
times when you really need to empty yourself. And when these times occur
at the same time as you have a bleeding whore in front of you.. then
you have to get down and dirty and lick her bloody pussy wet and nice
before you can insert yourself. This is dirty work, but rewarding in
the end. After all, a hole is a hole.
| Red
red wine |
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| I
slapped my cock and said hey |
| She
hesitated; try to see it my way |
| I
don't wanna do it while bleeding |
| But
Davo's cock is needing |
| I
licked her stinking red area |
| Inside
the toilet at a cafeteria |
| It
was an awful situation |
| Fucking
a slut on menstruation |
One of
my more artistic efforts:
| LADIES!
DAVO IS SINGLE! |
| I
stopped cleaning |
| my
bathroom |
| Six
weeks ago |
| It's
stinking |
| and |
| my
cock is hard |
Don't date
women with education. They demand to much:
| I DID NOT
FIST HER |
| I
want you to be kind & gentle |
| she
said to me |
| during
breakfast |
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all I had to offer |
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cock & money |
I have
tried something new.. it's dangerous, but I am an innovative guy that
have to break the limits society put upon me.
I have
created a poem where I put myself in the position of the old woman that
dumped me.
| Doggystyle
breakup |
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| you
never gave me flowers |
| you
never kissed me |
| you
never complimented my cooking |
you
fucked me like a dog  |
It is accepted
to wine & dine a woman.
| Woman!
You only suck me when you're drunk |
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| True
love is hard to find |
| I
often long for it when I try to unwind |
| When
times are tough |
| I
have to accept to do it rough |
| When
nothing works and I can't get a hole |
| Rules
must be bended to reach my goal |
| There's
no doubt |
| with
a cock in your mouth |
| old
nasty woman you look so fine |
| I
pumped you full of cheap wine |
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