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Endosymbiont Protoopalina

I have bromine for your breeches, I have lots
of yellow to wet the edges of your sun
the purulence of your slipways.
I have lots of opaline to moisten the orgy
of your horn, tinder for your strings
violin red with hints of tangerine.
I have pilgrims for your shorts, I have lots
of pink neighbours; a hearth of feathers
born from your holy genitalia.

30 Oct 09

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a tee-shirt from the virgin islands. popular, i'll bet, and shrinks in the wash to just the right degree of suffocation.

nice word choices for the sounds -- i really got tripped on the sounds and the erotic -- very well done.
 — trashpoodle


lush real lush

tinder for your strings (ooh la la)/violin red with hints of tangerine is really smooth.


 — unknown

"born from your holy genitalia."

 — unknown

I dig L6. The title pissed me off, because, in researching the words, I had to research other words, and by the time I understood protoopalina, I had forgotten what the hell endosymbiont meant.

Maybe petri dish of lust would have worked just as well.

Thanks for the read.
 — NicMichaels

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 — NicMichaels

good lord i love this poem, i hardly ever get a laugh like this!
how wonderful.
 — jenakajoffer

haha, no way
i knew some bitch had me by the balls with this poem.

meaning, i knew somehow that a woman wrote this, and was going to make me love it.
yay! =-)
 — jenakajoffer