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Arthur Graham
is on page 49 of 111
I push the end,
the tip,
of my foreskin
into the opening
of my beer bottle.
Of course it’s a strange thing to do.
Especially when I take
my next sip.
— Jun 26, 2020 09:46AM
the tip,
of my foreskin
into the opening
of my beer bottle.
Of course it’s a strange thing to do.
Especially when I take
my next sip.
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Arthur Graham
is on page 99 of 111
I used to watch him
and think
only the strong can
live like that.
Non-stop,
continuously shaking his
fist in the face
of God.
Thinking he could live
forever,
like a hero.
Drunk and alone,
in cowboy boots,
forever.
— Jun 26, 2020 10:44AM
and think
only the strong can
live like that.
Non-stop,
continuously shaking his
fist in the face
of God.
Thinking he could live
forever,
like a hero.
Drunk and alone,
in cowboy boots,
forever.
Arthur Graham
is on page 82 of 111
You should never tell a man
he's had too much to drink.
Because if you're telling him,
he probably has.
But
he'll still drink another
quarter bottle
of Scotch,
and shit in the cat's
water bowl,
to prove he hasn't.
— Jun 26, 2020 10:31AM
he's had too much to drink.
Because if you're telling him,
he probably has.
But
he'll still drink another
quarter bottle
of Scotch,
and shit in the cat's
water bowl,
to prove he hasn't.
Arthur Graham
is on page 61 of 111
I'm so embarrassed.
This is a three poem epic
about shaven testes.
I don’t know
what’s more embarrassing.
I’m a larger fool
than most give credit to.
In fact,
to tell you a secret,
these poems
were pretty much written
before I shaved my balls.
— Jun 26, 2020 10:23AM
This is a three poem epic
about shaven testes.
I don’t know
what’s more embarrassing.
I’m a larger fool
than most give credit to.
In fact,
to tell you a secret,
these poems
were pretty much written
before I shaved my balls.
Arthur Graham
is on page 45 of 111
The Champs Elysees
has never been
fucked quite as hard
as your
button
cute
little
cunt.
— Jun 26, 2020 09:44AM
has never been
fucked quite as hard
as your
button
cute
little
cunt.
Arthur Graham
is on page 27 of 111
Forgive me God,
you motherfucker.
You motherfucker,
forgive me.
— Jun 26, 2020 07:18AM
you motherfucker.
You motherfucker,
forgive me.
Arthur Graham
is on page 22 of 111
She asks me
why I can't write
a nice poem
about pretty things
that don't include
sweaty dicks
and eyelid type
opening vaginas.
And as I entertain
such a foolish and
romantic notion,
I quietly start
to cry.
— Jun 26, 2020 07:15AM
why I can't write
a nice poem
about pretty things
that don't include
sweaty dicks
and eyelid type
opening vaginas.
And as I entertain
such a foolish and
romantic notion,
I quietly start
to cry.
Arthur Graham
is on page 16 of 111
At home I fall asleep on the couch
and dream about the end of the world.
In my dream,
everyone is panicking.
Saying silly things
like,
“We are all going to die!
Somebody save us!
We are all going to die!”
But not me.
I’m a world-famous poet.
I’m relaxed and calm.
— Jun 25, 2020 09:02AM
and dream about the end of the world.
In my dream,
everyone is panicking.
Saying silly things
like,
“We are all going to die!
Somebody save us!
We are all going to die!”
But not me.
I’m a world-famous poet.
I’m relaxed and calm.
Arthur Graham
is on page 6 of 111
The words don’t matter anymore, but back when they did, this is the book that came out of me.
— Jun 24, 2020 08:44AM
