Three Untitled from Fuck Poetry (by Cheryl A Townsend)

Self Portrait – (c) 2013 by Cheryl A Townsend

 

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Sex is sex is sex is sex

and love is just the aftertaste

singing a cappella orgasms

there’s the lost & found of morbid lust

you can’t possibly train for this marathon

and having won it – honeybunny

well that’s just the worst part

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Blast my night with your

insipid spasms & whines

it’s cool enough now not to matter

and I don’t care whose name you call

or if you even kiss me afterwards

it’s not about any of that shit

really – it’s just the fitting

the yours and mine and sometimes ours

it’s about the whole fucking night

baybee

it’s about the hole – fucking – nite


 

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Ho Ho the mistletoe

and Christmas is many

months ago gone

but kiss me sheepishly

anyway beneath that

dried up swag

glide your boozey tongue

across my wind-chapped lips

I’ll even spray a little

pine-scented freshener

under my arms

for the perfect noel

effect    

These poems originally appeared in Fuck Poetry, a limited edition (and now out of print) anti-censorship anthology published by Crisis Chronicles Press.  They were written in 2009 and are (c) 2011 by Cheryl A Townsend, used with permission.

Cheryl A Townsend is a photographer who used to write poetry. She is the gallery director for The Box Gallery in Akron and heads up the Women’s Art Recognition Movement (W.A.R.M.). She’s been known for many things.

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Macho Sex (by Cheryl A. Townsend)

MACHO SEX
poems (c) 1993 by Cheryl Townsend

art from The Barbie Intimacies, (c) 2008 by Cheryl A. Townsend
available at http://www.artmajeur.com/cheryltownsend
all rights reserved by the artist



MY STEPFATHER TRIED

one night of pre-teen budding
he pushed one side of the door
as I did the other saying you
don’t have anything I haven’t
seen before and if you do it is
time that I did and my confusion
poured from my eyes and my gut
and my mother was nowhere to dry them



MAGIC WORMS

She took his sloppy dick
into her hands as if a baby
bird gliding fingers and warm
cooing across the accordion flesh
watching it grow thick and long
before her very eyes squealing
with delight it’s magic then he
pushed her back and fucked five
years of innocence clear out of
Jessie’s heart







I MARRIED YOUNG THE FIRST TIME

The bruises all healed and
the blood dried all the cuts
scabbed up but left scars
no where near as severe as
the ones no one will ever see



SHE COATS HIS FINGER

like melting sugar and
lingers like perfume
on a married man’s collar








EAGERNESS

Throw me over the couch
let your seconds spill in
and down my thighs get
my stocking sticky wet
and my nipples smiling red



YOU’RE LAPPING IT

like a whelp puppy
nursing between my
thighs delving your
tongue into musky
heat gripping for
control as I lose
mine into a glaze
to dry in your beard



BOY

wants me happily ever
after in his unemployed
day to day chasing rain
bows raise children on day
dreams and pay bills with
fantasy but make love with
a reality unreal







BEN-WA BALLS

can never do
what thoughts
of you make me
feel knowing
never deeper
cannibal passion
teeth and tongue
clawed and groped
wanting such
languid again



HE SAID HOW MUCH HE

missed the smell of my red hair
the feel of my flesh against his
the sounds and tastes that went
with stolen moments and rented
sheets and scratches that always
sting in the shower after



JEANNIE SAID

while we were eating after
hours breakfast with the gang
that there ain’t no Hoover
that can out suck her and the
guys all just laughed nervously
knowing Jeannie didn’t talk no
shit







PROBABILITY

Birth control is not fail safe
for every one of its users nor
has every child been conceived
in want or by willing participant
some even being just plain ignorant
to the facts of life even today
should they still be forced
to give a destined birth anyway
will you be there when they do



MACHO SEX

Life is a Playboy
centerfold and we
get to be the Kleenex








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Macho Sex poetry chapbook
originally published by
Hyacinth House Publications (Fayetteville, AR)
(c) 1993 by Cheryl A. Townsend
All rights reserved
Used by permission

The Barbie Intimacies photographs
(c) 2008 by Cheryl A. Townsend
All rights reserved
Reproduced with the artist’s permission
See and buy these and a vast assortment of Townsend’s art at
http://www.artmajeur.com/cheryltownsend


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