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[Feb. 22nd, 2005|08:38 pm] |
I sit down at the bowl I gently rub my hole 'This will hurt you more than it will hurt me' Tightly I squeeze I feel the burn I toss and turn A bit shaken I awaken... I've shat the bed. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 7th, 2005|10:38 pm] |
All hell escapes my butthole As I lose all hope... All control... Does my butthole ache? My butthole aches. My heart aches. I ache. Oh, sweet, sweet, butthole Make me feel the way you use to. As I sit in deep thought You stand, distrought Should I enter? I think not. You spew and dribble white hot snot I have no control I have no control All I can do Is aim towards the pot I could shake and rub and lie in the tub But if I do, I fear you may rot So aim I must And aim I will As I sit in deep thought And you stand, stand distrought |
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| The Questioning |
[Feb. 5th, 2005|07:41 pm] |
I am no longer sure I have worshiped you all my life You have touched me time and time again When I touch you, I slowly penetrate you My pinky plunges into the unknown You embody me, my fingers Gripping them with all your might I have made your grip less strong I have weakened your ferocity In which you hold on to me, my fingers It once was said, "You complete me" I am doubting this inquiry I am questioning Ingesting I have made you less strong I have weakened you Am I good for you? |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 4th, 2005|09:53 pm] |
What are these lumps, littering my plain? Is ointment not the cure? Oozing foul liquids I have no clue As to the source Of these foul forms That litter my plain My pain My butthole |
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| Fair Game |
[Jan. 31st, 2005|01:25 pm] |
Mother.. Butthole.. Why do you taunt me so? I upbrought you.. I sit here on this throne Why do you challenge me so? Do these tar lumps bear messages? You slowly, deeply, exhale You question my strength I question your perseverance Still exhaling I do not question your persistance Waves crash Lightening strikes The planets all align Left with a feeling of unexplainable emptiness Leaving me with an unbearable dizziness Your solid state has all escaped You have been raped... |
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| Alone |
[Jan. 30th, 2005|07:57 pm] |
Alone My butthole is alone It speaks Cries to me Needs company Loosening grip on the present Losing time completely My butthole questions time Glutinous liquids escape my butthole Maculating the very surface on which I repose Butthole's not to blame Here I remain Masked in shame Attempting to ascertain Why did I let you go? You have been deflowered My butthole has been deflowered I am to blame I am to blame I am to blame |
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| Aire |
[Jan. 30th, 2005|01:37 pm] |
Is it not obvious? Is it not clear? When my butthole cries? When my anus sheds tears? What is lust? Am I not guilty? When my butthole excretes goo? Tell me, butthole Who are you? |
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| Butthole, Sweet Butthole |
[Jan. 29th, 2005|10:47 pm] |
You call me You save me Without you I'm not me Butthole, sweet butthole You complete me |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 29th, 2005|10:14 pm] |
I smell it like roses. It's sweet to the noses. I wish I could just have a taste. But I must not take haste. Be patient. For my butthole. It's brown and crusty, embodied with hairs. Its sweet, hot, sour nectar teases me every day. Please, butthole, please. Let me taste you. Tastes like Oprah Winfrey's queef. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 29th, 2005|10:11 pm] |
Muddy Waters
I take a jalapeno rectally Losing it's virginity Anal affinty I cry Not tears from my eye In bed I lie Leaking juice I need a boost Laxative |
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| Hefty. |
[Jan. 28th, 2005|11:02 am] |
My butthole. It speaks to me. What does it say? Touch me. It is in pain. It needs me. I try to help. It needs me. The dark void covers it. It covers me. My butthole. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 24th, 2005|12:03 pm] |
My butthole Is alive My butthole Is a live Be careful of my butthole My butthole is a life |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 17th, 2005|03:17 pm] |
My anus is in pain My butthole in disdain My gouche gives me no comfort I want my anus back I want my butthole back Past memories bring me sorrow The future, unforseen My butthole has been pentrated My anus, my anus, pees |
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| Dear Butthole |
[Jan. 17th, 2005|10:37 am] |
Butthole Catching me off gaurd Butthole, dear butthole Radiates confidence Butthole, dear butthole Always with me Butthole, dear butthole I wish I could see you.. ..I touch you.. ..You touch me.. Dear butthole |
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| Rupture |
[Jan. 16th, 2005|01:53 am] |
In pain, My dear The color red engulfs my paper My anus is the source, My dear Do my intestine show, My dear? I fear they do I fear they do A rupture in my soul A rupture in my heart
A rupture in my anus |
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| Butt Tears |
[Jan. 1st, 2005|01:49 am] |
Longing for attention My reserve boarders empty My anus walls grow dry My anus starts to cry My anus cries My anus cries My anus cries |
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| Winds Escape My Anus |
[Dec. 14th, 2004|01:52 am] |
Metaphors come slow The strong winds blow From my anus |
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| My butt |
[Nov. 26th, 2004|11:47 pm] |
Delicate hairs embody my hole. My soul. The day I was made whole. My soul. Revived from the dust. My lust. Is uncontrolably robust. my lust.
I am cut. Inside. My love. Love. My Love. My butt. |
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| Endeavor |
[Nov. 8th, 2004|11:34 pm] |
Here I sit. My butthole. Here I lie. My butthole. Here I knit. My butthole. Here I die. My butthole. |
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| The corruption |
[Nov. 3rd, 2004|11:47 pm] |
Clap. Anxiously awaiting the arival. Juice flowing. Save Save Save My anus from destruction. Fragility. All it takes. My butthole must be safe. Save Save Save My anus from destruction. |
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