Disgusting Poems

Rot, Mold (Pour,issure Moi,sissure)

The Rot is a favorite of mine
As deep as she’ll drag me
I’ll enjoy every stain
and end up carcass

This fleshy pleasure
Of cinnamon odours
And deadly reality
Shall still make me dream


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Rot, Mold (Pour,issure Moi,sissure)

The Rot is a favorite of mine
As deep as she’ll drag me
I’ll enjoy every stain
and end up carcass

This fleshy pleasure
Of cinnamon odours
And deadly reality
Shall still make me dream


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  Bill M Paiement (1 poem about Disgusting)
  February 6, 1995