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Poetry

SHANE

I understand the human Belgian waffle
I wish the world were a giant Belgian waffle
I laugh at Billy, the Belgian Waffle
I touch the hairs on my father's Belgian waffle
I slept on the freezing, cold Belgian waffle
I dreamt I could be an impressionable Belgian waffle
I cried when my Belgian waffle died
I hear the call of the Belgian waffles
I touch myself when I see a Belgian waffle
I am the man of the Belgian waffle when my dad's away
I wish you would stop peeking at my Belgian waffle
I smell a Belgian waffle of accomplishment
Why am I here, Belgian waffle?
I think of snow-covered Belgian waffles
I can't love you like my Belgian waffle
I feel this Belgian waffle destroying our love
I wish I could speak a little more Belgian waffle
I wonder what would happen if I ever lost that Belgian waffle
I enjoy talking to people and memories shared by Belgian waffles
I just felt a Belgian waffle rub up against my arm
I pretend sometimes to be Queen of the Belgian waffle
I understand you have a slight problem with your Belgian waffle?
I hope George Clooney will come to my Belgian waffle party
I know I am crazy because my Belgian waffle is
I like my Belgian waffle because he bites people
I know 9,528 Belgian waffles with an f
I fight with the security guard who tries to take my Belgian waffle
I enjoy the flowers of the Belgian waffles
Excuse me, but I hear my Belgian waffle calling me


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WITH

with your lips on my lips
with tongue touching my tongue
with it up my butt
with a piercing in the head of his cock
with your bleached, black hair of hell
with tattoos on body parts
with your dirty undees left on the bathroom floor
with two sweet asscheeks cupped in my palms
with your ass in polyester "church pants."
with your fake British accent
with your wet, leather jacket as he walked in out of the rain. Fresh off
Christopher Street
with your bald head and drunken breath
with your fat, brooding thighs wrapped around me
with my crusty toes being sucked by you
with an unopened rubber on the night stand
with that purple scar above your groin
with your tender, pungent foreskin
with your tanned belly of stretch marks
with all the talking you did as you blew me
with all the phone messages you left
with all the messages I never returned
with your black, nappy pubes
with that centerfold smile
with your hair in corn rolls
with your dick deep in me
with that spiked leach around your neck

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THE PROPERTY OF MATTHEW FREEDMAN

Matthew is macho and butch
Matthew burned my lips with coffee
Matthew threatned to cut off my fingers if I didn't tell him where the money
was
Matthew beat and raped me with a copper pipe
Matthew treated me to smothered pork chops
Matthew put AIDS blood in my beer
Matthew kicked me in the kidneys
Matthew forced me to lick the horse shit off his new shoes
Matthew made me sniff his armpits
Matthew rinsed the sweat from his tee shirt out in my eyes
Matthew poured tobasco sauce in my anus
Matthew ripped out my nipple ring
Matthew threw kerosene in my face
Matthew stuck paper clips in my toenails
Matthew poured battery acid in my ears
Matthew cut up my rubber ducky with a hack saw
Matthew slashed the tires on my ten speed
Matthew makes my gums bleed
Matthew pissed in my mouth
Matthew sicked his dog, Bella on me. She mistook my hand for a milk bone
Matthew fed me orange and green noodles
Matthew poured hot tar down my throat
Matthew put rat turds in my bran flakes
Matthew chained me to the Brooklyn Bridge during the worst winter nights
Matthew stabbed me eighty-two times with an ice pick. The doctor said
the eighty-third jab would have done me in for sure
Matthew stuck a q-tip in the pee hole of my dick
Because of Matthew, I woke up with my tongue in a vice
Because of Matthew, my folks disowned me
Because of Matthew, I can't get a tab at my favorite bar
Because of Matthew, my credit's bad and my money's no good
Because of Matthew, I have a rash around my nose
Because of Matthew, children run and hide
Because of Matthew, the cops don't give a shit if I'm dead or alive
Because of Matthew, I'm wanted in thirteen states for dirty laundry
Matthew planted land minds throughout my bathroom
Matthew put a thumb tack in my recliner
Matthew cut off my leg with a power saw
Matthew ripped off my head and shit down my neck
Matthew ripped me a new asshole. Literally.
Matthew uses my lower intestines for suspenders
Matthew pimps me out to horny gangbangers and dirty truck drivers
Matthew beats me if i "get out of pocket."
Matthew calls me his leviticus faggot
Matthew calls me his Floridian Nigger
Matthew bought me a mazarotti
Matthew bought me a canary diamond
Matthew bought me this leather jacket
Matthew bought me these snake-skin boots
Matthew bought me an Armani suit.
I am the property of Matthew Freedman



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