Ode to Meatgrinder

by

The only meat I wanted to grind
Was my lovers 6” inch sub with meatballs
But now you are deforming my words
So that my heated sighs
fall
off
Dropped into space
Like cum sliding between oiled thighs

Tips of my fingers perspire
Style, format
Nuclear
I’m a bitch on all fours
Harness in mouth
Tongue salivating over slick bit
You ride me mercilessly
Reminding with crop
Follow.
My.
Rules.

Page breaks my ribs
And I gasp for air
Thank god I save in word
Crying “blue, blue, and black too!”
All the hues of my spine-less E-book


© 2016 Meno Silencio. All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

About the Author Meno Silencio Silencio

Meno is an often (always) dirty minded writer, who never hesitates to write in various genres, including, but not limited to, erotica, horror, scifi, and romance. Meno has recently published their first book titled “Sons and Daughters of Perdition”, a book of poetry that explores the intimate struggle to leave one’s birth religion. You can check it out here.
If you want to read more of Meno’s work (poetry and short stories mostly), visit this blog https://theherdlesswitch.wordpress.com. To contact Meno privately, simply use menosilencio AT gmail.com. Meno would also include a home address, but fears this will lead to talking to actual human beings, you know, face to face. Eek.

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