Suckers Poems - Poems about Suckers

I swat mosquitoes smash flies -- not because I hate them just what they do the pernicious nature of their existence assisting their evolution helping them to come back as a higher life form… same tough love applied to terrorist, hoping they come back as a higher life form -- two thousand years of turning the other cheek has redly taught us the spiritual law of Concentrical Circles... So called Good...

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His love had blind tendrils that wriggled along - they clung and clung. She pressed autumn leaves and scraps of his erotica. She tucked his damp poetry away for later. He came with chocolates wrapped in a low-minded lust, yet with a heart to trust; a slippery organ he claimed to be true. Though she did not appreciate that sucking noise he made when he said:- I love you....

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I hate suckers who are so sweet, But so not whatsoever tender....

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The vines are taking over, Unstoppable at their rate, Like monsters in the graveyard, Or something from outer space, Green with sticky suckers, Grabbing all insight, Don’t venture down that pathway, They lurk there in the night Wrapping around your body, Strangled is your fate, They beckon as they call you, To stop your circulate, With telepathic thought waves, The cemetery a quiet place, So if you’re very curious, And...

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Retroviruses-- the cellular serial killers of lil' worlds....

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falling faster driving slower killing time passing vines Mary jay ill never play as long as i got you around happy day Mr say and ill bid you a crown. freedoms bur-don speech is priceless waves happily fly ideas fry when the lights on to long and die without a cause house of tires can see right through you blasphemy for trying cry to me baby, cry. maybe tonight we...

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