Bantering with Octagons

[Effigy]

Steel of fire
Molten desire
People shield them sleves
Are they the next to yeild
For its mighty unstoppable force to
end to end
Take its course?

 

[Debbie]

Of course there is always a recourse
when threatened by cows in the conservatory,
bats in the bathroom and bass in the basement.

Call for the pimply purple pipe peeping plumber who
practises plumbery whilst placing platters of pink
pasta before poor paupers and preening princes.

Cows in the kitchen. Abandon your sink.
Down with dishes and take up your tea
towels.

Attention. Toddler at arms length.
Assume the position and APPLY
the talcum powder. Diaper as needed
but do hum,
" Round and Round the Garden
Round and round the garden
Goes the teddy bear
One step, two steps,
And he's almost there.
Round and round the garden
Like a teddy bear,
One step, two steps,
Tickle you under there."

 

[Dillinger]

Purple majestic fire COCK
Plumbing deep in molten ROCK
Deep Super Nova driving sun soul
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Tick
Tock

 

[glamorilla]

would it be with on feather
would it be with on wing
would it be anything that matters
these little things
what it would be to embrace
what it would be to fate
what it would be to discover
would it be too late
would it would be to notice
would it would be to stay
what it would be to happen
is it wrong to say
what it would be to be happy
what it would be to hate
why would it be so bad
to hear you sing.
let me see your face
let me see you face
about face
shame
about time
hate
me.

 

[Dillinger]

Is it wrong to Supernova a pimply purple rose?

 

[glamorilla]

it needs to be dipped in sugar first.

 

[cymbidia]

Mindfucks of the finest and most eloquently expeditious kind don't often arrive in one's life like the softly pervasive scent of tuberoses in the springtime. It's true. I swear to all the gods it's true.

 

[Dillinger]

Ah - nothing like a God dipped in fine chocolate.

 

[glamorilla]

chocolates and tuberoses.

is there a better way to tell someone you love them.

Mr. Nine tumbles on the grass and plays his horn.

 

[Rhys]

number nine...number nine

sixtynine ways to say I love you
thirty six involving a credit card
eleven involving hotel rooms that resemble sterile capsules with tiny beds and styrofoam sheets
twenty one involving games, and deceit

one heart played for the strenght of its string and when snapped did not break clean.

always drifing on an ocean of winterbluegreencyanoalgeographical nightmare and wondering would it have been any better would it have been right was I really wrong but I don't think so

sadly I don't think so. But, I would have liked to have melted in your flame anyway.

 

[Dillinger]

Eleven Elvin Elvises nail 9 inches into her hot wet credit card.

 

[Dillinger]

"The year 2003 was signalized and eroticized by a remarkable incident, rumors flew through the Literotica population that Dillinger was about to reach 20,000 posts and this excited the tribal pubic mound, even in the interior of numerous threads, lustful women were particularly excited. Posters, both old and new, were deeply interested in the matter.

You see, for nearly 20,000 posts, Litizens had been met by "an enormous thing," a long object, infinitely larger and more formidable than a whale."

-- "Family" Jules Verne

 

[Dillinger]

Jules Verne, 69 ways. Captain Nemo and Tenille and Myself. That which is far off and exceeding deep, who can find it out?

 

[badasschick]

Dilly,

How ever did you get that thing through the Dept. of Agriculture checkpoint?

 

[grrrly]

Dilly,

How ever did you get that thing through the Dept. of Agriculture checkpoint?

it does appear to be a thick, tuberous root of some kind

 

[sigh]

thick tuberous root thrusting upward with
white filaments wrapped like a gossamer cloak
all along its length

where would we find such a root, we wonder
for when roots, like taters, are boiled
and the young man wails
we're left to question whether this particular root is for eating
or...er...for eating

see?

 

[Dillinger]

Saw.
Reminds me of Franky Stein.

Whale?

Sperm, of course.

YOWZA!

 

[sigh]

as in ride my...

the bend of a touch
of a whale
is like a spout of sperm
from a blowhole

sticky business, no?

 

[Black_Bird]

You
Own
White
Zebra
Ends
Rank with
Stench.

 

[sigh]

is an albino zebra striped?

strip a zebra and all you'll find
is prison jammies
and a puff ball of sneezy stuff
in its belly button

lime is vodka's way of saying
i wanna be a gimlet

 

[rubymyst]

blink..
and
she is gone

 

[sigh]

gone to rapture
and life's fulfillment

there are days of singular momentum

and there are those of
aching memories
of tides that
won't come
in anymore

what's today to be, i wonder

 

[Dillinger]

Blinking zebra seek rapture in God's Orgasm and wonder why the creater is wearing lime green jammies.

 

[sigh]

orgasms link delicious tastes and tangy scents of lust

dripping slick thighs shudder as borrowed fingers
burrow like gophers
seeking worms
for dinner

tongues are astonishing
though those beef ones you occasionally see in the grocery
are less than
appealing

feeling sorry for the tongue-less cows
can they still moo?

 

[Dillinger]

Moo
Goo
Gai Peter Pan
Crocodile Love
and Courtney Coxswain Pirates
of the Carribean
Vacation Go-Go's go-go Girls Girls Girls!