Sunday, August 14, 2016

50th poem

half a century
of numbers ago
I rocked asses
and faces
with poems
not racist

You guys
licked balls
and sucked D
while I became
the supreme king
of cool things

Don't worry
I'll continue
this journey
with the dome
flurry, so get reading
my poems are breathing

Friday, July 15, 2016

New dude

New Dude
you're a gay

Maybe you're
a Bobby Flay

I guess like
if you get down
on dick
 you like...

like to get
down on

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Surfing and (not in) China

I saw someone from China viewed my poem(s) I thought I'd write a poem about China...dudes!

I hear the surf
is gnarly
in other place,

I hear the rip-
cord suits
ain't as popular
as business suits like China and stuff
...they also wear poverty
if they work factory
or field 

Although, I'm
not sure,
because I've
never fucking been

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Suck on that fat butthole

Butthole fat
is it whack?

Bruh, it's tasty
like when I
crave waves
when I shave
pave, lay babes

Butthole fat
big enough
to fun
Phat butt.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Fisting ass

One time in france
I got caught by
some lame dad
fisting his daughter's

I told him
"stink fist ain't sex"
he said
"fuck you"
I scrammed

Lesson to
be learned
to be told
ass fisting stories
never get old.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

shitty parallel metaphor? Or's about skateboarding and buttsex...

I hand plant

I hand
this seed
of mine

No kids
just slappin'
butt and
sticky fingers
lick it

ass cancer
I don't really

Monday, June 6, 2016

eating phat shit

I call this poem "eating phat shit"

You tell me what it's about...

I took a
an accidental
I fell hard
into that
and phat
shitter hole
took a
while to
get UP. 
and breathe

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Poop, notably

Notice some slant rhyme and some sexual...uhhhh...stuff....

Notably poop stained...bru-uh-uh-uh-UH-O!
got brown on your
downtown frown
no wedding gown
for you, clown

get off ya anus
it be leakin'
no more buttsex
time for freakin'

put it up
up in your a-hole
mouth, juggle nuts
b-town south.

get ridda you
shitta you
too much taint
lick ass till ya ghost faint.

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Ghost bitch

Ghost bitch
yeah, you leave
without sayin' shit
block my number,


I ghost bitch bitches
too, because slammin'
dat puss don't mean
love -- always

If I eat your butt
and you eat mine
that's mighty fine
if it taste good

Don't leave me be
ghost bitches,
because I like them
stands del one night

righteous ghost bitch

Saturday, May 21, 2016

Dealing with cheese whiz

No I will not squirt
the easy cheeeeeez
on your buns

I kept my hair tips
frosted yellow
in the fuckin' 90's

I also frosted
your lips with
hot man jam

Fine. I'll squeeze
easy cheeeeeez on
your greezy B's.

Thursday, May 19, 2016



Is he, she, heshe dickable?
bruh -- it depends on the wave
if it's high tide and you don't mind
you gotta ooze out your blues and
check it, lick to taste the salty

Why Kraven? Why do you crave?
I crave salty skin and butt, but
I'll get filthy with some dickables
but only if they're lickables

I told all of you buttholes
I whispered to ye gooch
pumpin' -not holes- but
human pouches, right
butthole be a butt pouch.

Ya dig?

Clap with your feet

Clap with your feet

I did it.
I put my hand down
on my board
my feet out in front

My palms support me,
the fuggin' guy, me...
While my feet
clap, louder than golf

Have you done this?
No, but I have
so you can
suck my balls

Rabid Dog

Rabid dog
he dropped a log
and the flies
they came
to feast

Rabid dog
left home
after master
fed the geese

Rabid dog
he stumbled
like a lurching

Rabid dog
he smoked
the bong
and now he's
feeling, good

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Eating booty poem

Eating booty

I wish my mouth was an ass
the brown ghetto where the
saliva grotto should go
that way if I eat ass
it's just ass-ta-ass

Don't eat "stanky" booty
they say
you'll get sick
E-coli and shit

I say, "brah...I'll run that risk"
on the waves of booty hole
booty hole all I know
The tongue is meat
in booty sandwich