For My Neighbors: Get A Fucking Room

Feb 23, 2008 at 5:26 PM
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This is sleep deprived me, dedicating this poem to my neighbors -
who very much like to fuck in the swimming pool below my bedroom.

Then:    The fucking room

Behind     DND     signs.    A fresh    paid     room
Reeks.   Cheap      booze Unread
Sex          Stale Bibles.

Now:    The fucking room

So fucking hot Seventy Eight fucking degrees One a.m.
Free escapades:      boys      doing         boys
Girls        doing     girls      men and women      doing
Exhibiting      moves   Singing    siren songs
Oiling the pool          with their charms.
Three am         water slapped asses      Fake flesh
Fake rhythm      waving      without obvious shrinkage,
Fucking         LOUD.

Snapshot:

Three couples in one night. I present: Exhibits [A] [B] [C]
This (nu) (erotic)     elementary      disingenuous risk
Bringing      it       home. Awake
In my bed. Timing their O's

Sexy?
No
Sexy?
Not.

No more pool parties.

Play in the        fucking       parking lot,
The      fucking        elevator, the       fucking        foyer.

Or hey,    get a          fucking          room.

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Sleep - good luck getting some. Loved this, as much for form as for content. At least you're channeling this disturbance into creative uses.

I agree with Blake, the form and content of this poem are kind of funny and unique in a way.

[this is good]

*cracking up laughing!* Hey if you can't join 'em. Post them on You Tube. *snickerin*

gotta love this description - "unread sex stale Bibles" If that is not the perfect description of the Gideon Bible I don't know what is.

Yeah getting creative mileage from my sleep deprivation - however, I'm not inspiration impaired ... I just wanna sleeeeeeepppppppp!

The damn pool is closed at 10 p.m.

It's a low brow poem. almost trailer park ... which is about perfect. I've never seen so much 'fucking' in a poem in my life .... but if you lived where I did - you'd have a whole new relationship with the word.

Yes they will have to wonder if we really took photos, or a little mobile pone video - and posted it. All that said, I went out onto the balcony when we were faced with couple number three ... and said, look there've been people fucking in the pool all night -- a little quiet would be fantastic. The gal said, "oh, of course" -- then they got into the pool and went to town :/

Dude, where's my car!