Description: This is crazy piece that came to me after an encounter with certain individuals who are only too deeply engrossed in fulfilling their insatiable appetites.....
I met a jackal
HOODWINKED
By soiled
DESIRES
Of his senses
HANDS
Rough like sand paper
TEETH
Like bugs bunny
SAT
With legs wide open
ENTICING
me with his ogre
KAMIKAZE
He attempted to
INVEIGLE
Me with his
CONTORTED
Fantasies where our
GENITALS
Could imbue permanent
DELIGHT
Told me
He could
Make me come
While I indulge
In the wilderness
while we are
MESMERISED
By the aroma
Of willow trees
Ride on his wave
Feel the pleasures
Bestowed within
Our pleasure rods
This was my
RESPONSE
I want to
TRANSCEND
This material
PLATFORM
Nevertheless,you
can engage by yourself
In fools bliss
But I am not
In a position
To receive you
I disagree with your first comment giver, poetry is poetry, and so long as it is artistic, than the sexual references are acceptable. I'd much rather read a good poem about butt secks in the back of a VW Van, than read a bad poem about ANYTHING ELSE.
Speaking of capitalization. Why exactly did you make so obvious those particular words?
Reading only those words in capitals, I realized how awkward they each are, strange words indeed.
This poem caught me by surprise with these words marked out, along with the very subject matter. But despite being struck with surprise, I still find myself not so completely aware of the meaning. Perhaps I'm just incapable of seeing it.
Perhaps not.
Either way, the unique method of writing here (ie: capitals) made for an engaging read, not quite sure what it engaged, but I feel engaged all right.
This is a satire that is to shock. Satire is an odd form of poetry and what is poetic can be lost if you don't realize what it was about.
I was alittle shocked at some of the references. But i feel that you don't put in words that you don't deem necessary. I've noticed that on all your writings. I like the use of bold words with regular type. very nice.
I have to tell you that I think that this poem is rather disgusting. I don't find refferences to peoples 'privates' particularly poetic or appealing. Sexual content and poetry shouldn't mix. Or at least thats the way I feel about it.