Peotry

By charlesoh

To the Woman I Accidentally Ran Over
by Charles Oh.


I’m sorry.
So sorry.
Did not see you crossing.
I was busy with my cell phone
texting and talking.

I felt two bumps
as I ran over your body.
Right away I had known
I did something naughty.

I’m sorry.
So sorry.
That I fled from the scene.
But seeing your blood on my windshield
was turning me green.

I’m also sorry
so sorry.
For turning my radio loud.
It’s just, well, your screaming
was freaking me out.

And I’m really, really sorry
I came back and did it again.
I just thought if you lived
well, “not good on my end.”

Who thought you’d survive
or that your bones were so tough?
To be honest, if I knew,
I would’ve come back in a truck.

But anyway, I hope you’re okay,
heard you’re in the hospital now.
I heard your lawyer came to see you.
Just wondering what that was about.

But anyway, no hard feelings.
Let me know when you’re released.
I’ll be sure and come see you...
as you’re crossing the street.

LOVE
BY CHARLES OH

YOUR BREASTS ARE LIKE BALLOONS I WANT TO POP WITH MY MOUTH
YOUR BODY’S LIKE A CONTINENT, AND I WANT TO VISIT DOWN SOUTH
YOUR ASS IS LIKE TWO MELONS SEPARATED BY CRACK
AND YOU BEST BELIEVE I WANT TO INVADE IT MORE TIMES THAN IRAQ
YOUR THIGHS ARE LIKE TREASURE TRAILS, LEADING UP TO THE GOLD
AND YOUR GOLD IS LIKE VELVET... BUT WITH MANY MORE FOLDS
YOUR NIPPLES ARE LIKE NEEDLES AND I WANT TO STAB MY TONGUE
I WANT TO SUCK ON THEM SO HARD I END UP SWALLOWING YOUR LUNG
YOUR LIPS ARE SO PRETTY, SO FULL AND SO RED
IT’S ALMOST LIKE GOD MADE THEM SPECIFICALLY FOR HEAD
OH, AND DID I MENTION? YOUR VAGINA’S SO TIGHT
IT’S LIKE THE CLENCHED FIST OF BRUCE LEE, RIGHT BEFORE HE HAD A FIGHT
AND YOUR ASS, OH MY GOODNESS– WHAT A JOY TO BE IN
IF YOUR RECTUM IS THE DEVIL I WANT TO BE LIVING IN SIN
BUT YOUR PUBIC HAIR, YOU KNOW, I’VE MENTIONED BEFORE
IT CAN GET A LITTLE LONG, ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S TOUCHING THE FLOOR
A LITTLE TRIM CAN BE HELPFUL, OR A SHAVE OR A WAX
OR MAYBE SOME GASOLINE AND GIVE ME A MATCH
BUT IN TOTAL, YOUR BODY IS A TOWER OF POWER
I WOULD DEFINITELY SAY, AT LEAST, WORTH TWO HUNDRED AN HOUR.

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Peotry

Created: Jul 18, 2010

Tags: poetry, poem, love

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