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    dots Submission Name: A Dialogue on Youthdots

    Author: jayisademon
    ASL Info:    22/M/SoILL
    Elite Ratio:    4.24 - 129/81/88
    Words: 387
    Class/Type: Poetry/Satire
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    dotsA Dialogue on Youthdots

    Everyone is putrid.
    They regurgitate the headlines, that no one even bothered to read.

    They work backwards,
    their ends are to achieve means,

    they stutter at the wrong moments, and hang their syllables heavy in between college ruled notebook paper.

    They let their bigotry salivate their lips, passing between two lovers locked at the hips.

    They say "No" and "Yes", and they agree and disagree, they feel the weight of patriotism, but shed it off in a matter of weeks.

    They let their venom run slowly off the teeth,
    they salivate..
    they consume in record numbers...
    women, children, the whole unhappy let.

    They defecate,
    they fertilize,
    they nurse ulcers in their bellies, and bed sores in their thighs.

    They burp up last night's alcohol,
    Blurp Blurp their guts rattling with the bile of missed chances, and things that were better left unsaid.

    They have fucked until their dicks are pneumatic, and rheumatic, and essentially worthless.
    They have been violated until their cunts are wasted garbage bags, cultivating tomorrow's throw away kids.

    The kids, dear god, the Kids!

    They're worse!

    The bloated little piggies,
    of mumma and dadda's
    drunken escapades.

    They are nicotine nursed,
    attention starved hellions,
    beating without sympathy,
    their merciless weaklings.

    They deal in broken noses,
    and open knees,
    pavement scrapes,
    and the forced stings of bees.

    Their bellies swell, too.
    On all that they gorge upon.

    ..They feed upon you,
    Children are the future,
    a hopeless one...

    They are soon-to-be concubines-
    misters, and misstresses.
    Missteps, and abortions,
    Emptied Souled Dorians,
    Reflection Romancers.

    They will find you too...

    The boarded windows will not keep them away...
    the future you've procreated...

    Through your polluted cum,
    and rusted ovaries...
    an infected backwash of carbonated circumstance, left to fester in the sun, and to birth your son.

    A rightful heir,
    an Adonis,
    a Caligula.
    And an Heiress,
    A Bathory, Borden..an interstate hooker begging for gunpowder orgasms!

    Raise them..
    "O! Pioneers! Go Forth!"

    Go forth, indeed into the atrocity of tomorrow, that has been created on yesteryear's prying eyelids...
    No hollow gums, or shattered teeth can whimper a single cry, or a bewildered moan...

    This is happiness....
    Home, Sweet, Ravenous Home!

    Submitted on 2009-12-01 22:48:06     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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