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A Literary Orgy
by Emily Brink
(04/12/06)
Here's to the exquisite fuck, the breasts like doves,
the balls hanging like tangerines, the genteel gloves
tossed away, the better to touch
the forbidden cunt, steaming like a buttered oyster,
the gameskeeper's cock, erect as a pair of antlers on a buck;
oh what could be better than a literary fuck?
Damn Harry Potter, there's more magic
in a moonlight ménage a trois
than a quidditch match; more angles to catch.
Damn the war and make beastly love;
let ladies be whores and whores ladies;
No one is going to go to Hades.
©2006 by Emily Brink
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Emily Brink has been writing poetry seriously since she was twelve and picked up a copy of Jim Morrison's "Wilderness" poems. Currently she lives in the Bay Area and is applying to get her Masters in creative writing.
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