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:

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:

She watches TV says she won't do it with me I say fuck that shit while I slap the bitch

In 2002 there was a lot of "blogs" around the interweb. I looked at them & wrote this critical piece of poetry.

There were times I was without a job & horny. Then I got in a bad mood and wrote poetry like this:

SUMMER IS HERE
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

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.

Here's a poem I wrote after I understood how alcohol made me more successfull in social settings.

Be drunk. Be a winner.
I kept my mouth shut
Walked around alone
Didn't succed with a slut
Never leaved my rental home
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
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:

Don't date women with education. They demand to much:

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
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
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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