Thursday, September 29, 2005

People Who Piss Us Off

Arrogant people who submit poems w/o bothering to read the guidelines (what part of "no rhyming" do you not understand?) then give us a hard time when we reject them, rather nicely, albeit in a rush and make a typo:

"as your reply doesnt make sense in any kind of way i will not be disheartened by the fact you dont want my poems, you fuckwits--Michael Duvall"

"go to www.allpoetry.com and check out the 35 poems and 32 contests won, fair play to you for your reply, it made me laugh, but i could pull a better poem out my ass than you could sweat over and create, and how does one suck ass? does it involve applying my lips to your face and breathing in? in which case, id rather not. twats."--Michael Duvall

"but please, read back what you are sending to people and wonder why they aren't bothered that your "suck ass" piss poor company isnt willing to accept submissions, i mean, i know there is no way my poetry can be considered poor, EVERYBODY who has read it loves it, but then, they have all mastered at least basic English, i guess there is a hint in your name you scumbag worthless immigrant."--Michael Duvall

Now, because Michael Duvall (and EVERYBODY who reads his poems) considers himself the second coming of Robert Lowell, we've decided to print one of his submitted poems here so you can decide for yourself (and so we can't be accused of not publishing genius):


Can I Kiss You?


Can I kiss you? But so gently, so our lips they barely meet
Can my fingers trace the back of your neck? Whilst I taste your breath so sweet?
Can we stare into each others eyes as we breathe into another?
Will you whisper oh so softly that I can take you as my lover?
Can I pull your head back slowly, my fingers in your hair?
Will you run your fingers down your neck while my wet lips kiss you there?
Is your breathing getting deeper as our lips again embrace?
Before we closed our eyes to kiss what was that look upon your face?
I hope that was a tremor as our tongues they do collide
You want me and I want you our kisses silently confide
I pull your hair as gently as I take my lips away
Our eyes they lock, a carnal look, I hold you in my sway
I turn you around, lift up your hair, on your slender neck I breathe
My view from here, your gentle breasts, a scene I can’t believe
I kiss your neck, some urgency as I move on to your shoulder
Your beauty is a sight for the sore eyes of this beholder
Across the room, a mirror spied, you watch your eager twin
As her dress falls from her shoulders, naked in delicious sin
I turn you round, your breath so hot; our wet lips lock once more
My jeans they strain against your love and I’m aching, almost sore
Our kiss it lasts, we don’t let go as we dance across the floor
My jeans they land, your nimble touch, onto my bed we fall
Our kiss it ends, I break it off, other lips I long to taste
I start my journey downward but not an inch I waste
I kiss your neck; I taste each breast, each tender bud I tease
As I slowly kiss your tummy is that a murmured please?
I take my time, I want you bad, this night I want to savour
You lift your hips as I get close, I anticipate the flavour
My tongue it snakes, I’m on your thigh your legs are now apart
I breathe directly onto you but on the other thigh I start
I suck your skin so softly I’m an inch away from pleasing
Is that a groan of impatience, oh please, I’m only teasing
You see what you don’t realise, I want to just as much
My tongue it gently flicks you, you shiver at its touch
My lips they wrap onto your bud, my tongue searches around
You’re biting on your bottom lip, stifling a sound
You taste so good, our juices mix, my fingers help explore
They slide into you easily, your body I adore
You’re breathing deep, your hands they grasp and squeeze upon my sheet
It’s time now for our union, our bodies ache to meet
I kiss goodbye your tender place, my hips push you apart
Electrically our eyes they lock, you long for me to start
A cheeky glint in my eyes as I hover just above
My end presses against you, on the entrance of your love
You wrap your legs around me and try to push me in
We both cry out, I enter deep it was a fight I couldn’t win
You kiss me hard, you taste yourself, and the thought drives me insane
I slam myself into you now, again, again, again
I look down upon you; your milky skin’s a dream
I never want to hurt you but I long to make you scream
You’re soaking wet, our pulses soar, and our hearts beat unified
We are so right wrapped together, our love won’t be denied
Your eyes they close, your breath you hold, you’re welling deep below
We’ll cross that line together, I get ready to let go
Your body shakes, my thrusts increase your knees they lift up higher
You start to scream as I explode, our bodies are on fire
We both erupt; we hold on tight, our bodies dance as one
Our choreographer our passion, hotter than the sun
Our breath returns, but slowly, our hearts beat glad relief
I look into the sated eyes of this beauty underneath
Can I kiss you oh so gently? May our lips they never part?
Can I hold you in my arms so safe? Will you hold me in your heart?


Folks, I think we've found the next Pushcart nominee.

1 Comments:

Blogger Jessica said...

He's terrible. It's cliched, lacking in ingenuity, relies not on rhythm, but rhyme to keep it going, has a terribly awkward structure, and doesn't pull me in at all. it's not even mildly erotic.

9:36 PM  

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