One Night Stand

A rattle tickey dick from the midnight rendevouz,
you swore you wouldn’t drive last night to see her,
now the sun rays light away your wanted sins.

Jesus broke a rib to carry that cross,
Adam was dumb enough to give her his,
but so did you as her lips red-rubbed the apple.

You just loved it when she licked on the cock,
like the dealer giving you a free dime sack,
you lay back and let it blow you away…

Sleeping Heaven away the day she slipped it in–
the warm invitation–the fire breath of God so wet–
He was dead the day the earth stood still.

When it was over you fell back to the torn mattress,
the shadow acting as a sheet to cover her,
now it’s Sunday and you’ll skip church this morning.

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About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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