poMotion poetry

With Fuzzy Balls

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“Remember when we fucked?”
asked the clown
as she spat in my face.
tongue-tied and stumbling backwards
I unzipped my pants to reveal

she just stared blankly
wiped the clown make-up from her face and laughed
“only in America” she quoted
while undressing layer by layer
until all that was left was
a shadow and shoes
high-heeled shoes, pink
with fuzzy balls

By Brian Feist

Written by lickmypoetry

July 31, 2012 at 7:42 pm

Posted in poem, poetry, Random

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  1. absofrickinmazingly well said……bravo

    julie mcurdy

    August 1, 2012 at 4:16 pm

    • thanks julie. We need some more of your stuff up here too. Do you have the login? If not message me on FB and I will get it to you.
      – Brian


      August 1, 2012 at 6:49 pm

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