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Only by the Nyte
jenakajoffer

a prosey

I'm still hung-over from the night before, hung up on this sunrise thing.  the girls had me out looking for tail
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but all I can think of is this boy, the cyber-christ of the internet; has this cult side and a softness like a lamb and I want to gnaw on his shanks.
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I'm at The Queens, I pass for 29 (sweet), never saw so many ugly bastards in all my life. I'm getting the looks,
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I love it, love smiling and looking away, sucka!
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It's great to menstruate at the bar, slightly fat-ish, have this cute bloated belly that I pat now and again and the only pheromones I'm giving off are those of my gushing uterus.
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I smell like sweat from the dance floor and the faint haze of puke from the bathroom stall where I was sexting him. he's not replying, he's gone to fight club, my heart sinks a bit–  people think I have commitment issues but I just have high standards; I would marry myself if I was six-foot-one.
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What was I saying? Oh yeah, I smell like puke.
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It's 2am, I've texted that boy a few times, I got home too late.  can still taste the scallops in wine reduction.
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I brush my teeth, they are looking whiter, I run my tongue over them– I'd like to tongue him.
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the malt in my blood burns like diesel; dark, caramel, the Guinness of the Nort, the Chocolatier of beer, I'm a regular Willy Wonka at the barley factory. I think of Violet Beauregard. I want blueberry pie for breakfast, I want him, I want to blow bubbles in his face.
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I flick on the tube and when a movie opens with a crazed monkey stealing a gun blowing the heads off security guards, I immediately know I'm going to like it.
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There's this mentally challenged fellow who loves cutting grass and being super buff.
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This film is making me think of sex, it's making me think of cutting the grass; I look outside, it's nearly sunrise, the dandelions are in full tilt, I haven't mowed my lawn since I moved here, haven't mowed a lawn in my fucking life, I'm afraid of lawnmowers ever since Maximum Overdrive.
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I hate cutting grass, I'm good at other man-jobs like taking out the trash and by the power of Gray-Skull I can shovel snow like He-Man; no wait,  I'm She-Ra
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but if you think I'm a princess, think again.
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Wait, no..I AM a princess, I'm the coolest princess ever,
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think She-Ra with a hint of Anastasia, not poor Molly Flinders (she wasn't a princess but who cares she has a cool name), and not Cinderella pouring self-pity-- only thing I relate to is her slave-driven lifestyle and her tiny feet; I own that glass slipper biotch!
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It's now sunrise, I go upstairs to run a bath, rinse the stink off, transform into a dirty Little Mermaid; I have that boy's picture on my i-phone and I place it on my thighs like meat between two slices of white bread; a prince has gotta eat.
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11 Mar 16

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thighs are my favorite part... then the clavicle.  brisket on white bread... good lord
 — tonebone

I really enjoyed this, and not just because of the He-man/She-ra reference. The second to last stanza lost me, which must mean I missed a seminal 80s movie along the way. Overall, a great read, thanks
 — sixtywatt

if you could somehow weave a flux capacitor and Jordache jeans into this, Regan's head may explode. (the actor!)
 — sixtywatt

Stand outs for me is "It's great to menstruate at the bar"

and L11

- great character and funny poem that's enjoyable to read. I remember this one from before.
 — PollyReg

stand outs for me *are
 — PollyReg

Trying unknown function to test non-biased feedback doesn't seem to work for me. *sigh

Thanks Tonebone, I like sandwiches too.

Sixty, I'm not sure where you were lost but that's ok, this is just nuts anyway.

Polly, hi there. If I ever posted this before it was for like 5 minutes 5 years ago, lol. You're a sharp tack! Thanks for reading :)
 — jenakajoffer

I made a mistake in section 16. I had Moll Flanders and Polly Flinders mixed up and said "Molly Flinders", haha. I love both characters but I can't decide who to go with now. Maybe I should keep the mixup. Not like it matters, this was never anything serious; just a great memory and a good laugh.  
 — jenakajoffer

This is great.  It's a foregone conclusion that I'm going to like anything you write.  You are that good.
 — PaulS

Lost your muse? Yeah right.

Oh to be that handyman.
 — PaleHorse

which handyman?  the one in the sandwich?  lol
thanks pH, hope the muse's fever takes a chill-pill :)
 — jenakajoffer

Oh Paul, you are too much!! thank you so kindly, I'm really happy you enjoy my writing :)
 — jenakajoffer

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