Pissing Poems - Poems about Pissing

...Written By: D. Collins 3/7/25 For the non-believers he’s now here in the flesh. Seriously masquerading as a U.S. President. C......

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...Love is so strange It runs in wild range It makes us drink saliva and call is a kiss Look at container like a bless Seek passion and lust From layers of fatness called bust Get pleasure fro......

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...Three faceless Misses amble amidst vagarious March rains under parasols / veiled in the anonymity of death/burial Three / shifting between tangible lives breathless bellies barely acclimat......

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...Every time you slammed the door Every time you dropped the call Every time you yell at me through and through I get tired too. Every time you passed before me Every time complaints ring u......

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...When young, stay in the heat of the foam where strange things -pyrite and miracles roll Old age is for picking out supple blue pools counting blessings and mincing what's left of the fool- The ......

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...When death said "Hello", a chest was opened wide. A serpent sashayed in, toward a heart and its gloaming. Spitting black pinballs between the brain and soul. A flock of night biters moved into sa......

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... The sky starts tinkling and I begin thinking life is busy pissing on me......

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... My soul burns with an unquenchable righteous desire. Yours belongs to the Prince of Tyre, the Lake of Fire, in WEF land of Oz, where bulllshiit is behind the curtain and evil......

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...This is the only place where I can go when my heart burns and spirit muse in the desert and when the water is dried up from the stream, it is the only place I can go to modify my dreams. The busy bod......

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...Those fools atop the hill are at it again. Pissing away our money that we never really had. Another trillion or two in debt. To fund the illegal's welfare checks... Another frivolous war fought......

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...Wearing dinosaur boots blundering through the city lights of a brain high on low energy. Being a concrete Tarzan bending only to crumble at the waist while within me a jungly place rains rip......

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...I give my all , when I write these words , your probably sitting back , thinking this guy's, really had the nerve , maybe it's the drinking , stunting my learning curve , reminiscing on my past , so......

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...mind unspooling easing my way into the garden to prune the over eager feeling well in a loosely-strung way excitable dog threads my legs I am centered balanced dog now barking chasing......

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...More Exposed, at 5.47 am I write poems like Wilt Wittman. It’s true, the first draft of anything is , all for a lasting minute. However, creating agitated intestines involves experiences and years o......

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...11/15/22 Regarding my heart, it'll take a lot to fix mine Rarely do I sip wine While you can you better live life Before you're on a bed with an I.V. drip line Everybody always having a piss......

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