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    dots Submission Name: King-Pindots
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    Author: DaleP
    ASL Info:    57/M/TX
    Elite Ratio:    6.21 - 629/553/330
    Words: 365
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nature
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    dotsKing-Pindots
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    A
    cobalt Packard purrs with
    hunger, penetrates water
    curtains of foreboding
    night, negotiates sins-labyrinth.
    Black and sliver wheels sluice
    a cold wet rain of fury
    upon unwary denizens.
    Denizens who
    in their addicted needs, are
    forced to haunt perverted
    paths.
    Gliding wet and gleaming
    the contented dragon halts
    before smoky lair to exhale
    a clutch of henchmen.
    Dark men who stand in
    shadow
    and with
    furtive eyes
    search for sign
    of malevolent minds.

    With fluid ease
    the
    King-Pin
    alights to stride onto unhallowed ground.
    The melancholy dream of a saxophone
    brings a quiet moment of reflection home.



    Black hearts and bloody roses
    The slippery sheen
    of ill gotten gains
    or shall we say, he dresses in
    other peoples money
    not
    his own?
    Isn't it quaint
    how gangsters go for molls
    in frills and lace?
    O' and a torch-singer with hair
    the color of passions embrace
    that is reason enough
    to kill.
    It even gives our King-Pin a chill.
    He says
    'Roses are red I'm back from the dead
    and Hey, Joe's playing my song!
    "Love Betrayed" isn't that how a
    cold man is made? and I think I am
    do for a thaw with a certain satin clad doll."
    There,
    she
    looks so fetchingly rare
    with her
    indolent stare
    so undeniably provoking.
    The King-Pin says
    "I am so happy I own this place. It
    allows a man to take a few liberties.
    O' look at that enchanting beauty
    redolent with moxie
    a true feline of eloquence.
    I think I might have my way with her."

    A stretch and fade we're
    in her dressing room
    Alone,
    alone at last lovers fasten lips
    In wanton hungry bliss.

    Delicious
    we hear their moans the pressure builds
    in loves combat zone,
    puckered petals harden.
    He can't wait for her to unzip
    he has got to get
    to the garden.
    " Yes!"
    upon a swelling note
    over and over
    go for broke
    that's all she
    wrote.
    In a raspy choke,
    He says
    "So my dear, have a smoke?
    No,
    well
    Later Kid."






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      Interesting read
    | Posted on 2012-10-22 00:00:00 | by jeniecel | [ Reply to This ]
      An epic story here with numerous golden plumes of your special brand of creativity in evidence. Thanks for a very good read.
    | Posted on 2011-09-24 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]


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