Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Before I knew you, we clicked

He knows her,
Her who knows the other guy
Of which the other guy
Knows the first he who knows
The first her.
She does not know the two he’s
Know each other
Nor does the first he know they both know her.
While both the he’s have other she’s they know separately
and those she’s know the first her also separately
the first he and she get to “know” each other better
Which by that time the other guy gets to
“know her far much better”
The other guy does not know that his she
Knows the first she, of which that she
Does not know too, in fact does not want to know about
Any he, because she wants to know her more
Of which she does...well.
So the reason the other guy knows the first she “far much better”
Is because his she does what she does with the first she
Then when she gets to meet he and she teaches he how to know
The first she. Only that she does not know her guy knows
The first she. So the first she just keeps wanting more of
The other guy but does not understand why.
But now the thing is the other guy
If you still remember, knows the first he.
Of which the first he knows the first her
But she does not know that these two guys
know each other “better”.
And they both don’t know they know her.
So before they all knew it
They had all licked…oh sorry I meant clicked.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Vas deferens

Vas deferens (plural: vasa deferentia), also called ductus deferens,
Latin: "carrying-away vessel"),is part of the male anatomy of some species;
they transport sperm from the epididymis in anticipation of ejaculation.

The crack on our moral walls is nothing but honest
Humbled by the brutal force of capitalism
The urban ones have turned to modern day cave man
Only this time the caves are boiling corrugated heaters
Stewing the poor to be filthy poor at the
Expense of their ignorance.
Slowly the most faithful are becoming the most fateful
There is nothing left in this world, the conscious utters.
He squats not because he is tired,
He wants to get into his house,
In there lies his spouse.
From the top of tree, just a tree
You would think it’s a pile of metal rubble well organized
In the depth of the slums well terrorized.
He cast the viva ingredient, now he squats once more
His head between his knees, feeling well sodomised.
He is a pawn, in a game well organized
And the eight children?
Well maybe it’s because her organ is nice.
The baby knows in the arms of the mother
His dinner well served. Milk is a tit away.
The mother feels the father’s pain and
And her eyes give tears way to quench the thirst
In the open mouth of her baby in her arms.
Coz the milk is done what he needs is water.
In all this madness the mind is a vessel
A vessel to carry your insanity away
In anticipation of a better dawn.
Shacks are not locked and are never locked
The world is already locked from them.
The rich are scared of rain. One drop they run for the car
The rich are scared of pain, one itch then straight into the spa.

To be continued....

To please is nature, pleasure is nurtured

When captured, the essence
of us beings is often
caricatured.
One button off,
One blind eye off,
Turn the stereo-type off.
Let the belt come off,
Let the heels slip off,
And for once in your life
Let the fear of who you must be
Stripped completely off.
Six lines above me right now
Are all off.
So watch while,
I turn me on.
I feel so me,
I feel wantable, if you stare long enough
I will feel really eatable.
That’s the way it’s meant to be
Its nature, gullible as it sounds its very true.
Naked we are in nothing, but in clothe
We are everything but ourselves.
Shelves filled with everything but the truth
Who is to take a bite off my juicy fruits, in its true form?
Wrapped in Chanel, Nike & Truworths?
That’s not my true worth,
Well it is to the naked eye,
But as we all know sometimes eyes lie
And make my brain swell, my pores cry
Coz when I see, all I think is what is behind that clothe
Coz I know in its right way it’s naked.
Don’t scorn me coz I am so called bones
And you are hip and thighs,
What hot quick meal will taste good?
Without the fries.
It’s fair for me to have hair,
Anyway your playground is fairer than mine
Oh come on my face aint there, its up here
But I think my points clear
When naked never ever fear.