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Rejected poem!

“Chikan”

I met a transgender who loved
watching Chikan porno.
Japanese tentacle porn.
She told me “Gokkun” is the
consumption of large amounts of cum.
She had a white trash schoolgirl look going on
with an insane case of insomnia.
Her long bangs were flattened to her forehead
and her yellow eye shadow was smeared a bit
with runny mascara that needed to be touched up.
She didn’t care or seem to notice the fact that
she looked very trashed.
I’m thinking now it was her persona.
I noticed her left thigh had track marks
from heroin needles but she said she hadn’t
shot up in a couple months.
She was now smoking crystal meth.
Later after finding out that I was a writer
she told me not to write anything about her.
“Don’t you fucking mention me at all, you hear?”
So for this purpose and this purpose only,
I will refer to her as Limpy.
She limped quite a bit but only on the leg
that she used to shoot up on.
She said it twitched a lot and went numb as well.
Limpy wanted to suck me off but I told her that
I was completely straight.
“Nobody is 100% straight. You’re at least 10% gay
since you’re laying in bed with me.”
“No, you’re laying in bed with me,” I told her.
“This is my room.” “Exactly,” she said.
“Now if it were my room then maybe you wouldn’t be
10% gay, only 3 or 5.” After she got high I told her to leave
and she threw one of my Patti Smith records at me and
I ducked down and it smashed against the window cracking in two pieces.
“You 10% homo dick writer, fuck you.” I wasn’t happy with that last remark.
I ran to the door and locked it after she slammed it shut behind her.
I heard her kick and spit on the door before she trailed off down the hall.
Fuck it. Her real name was Randy Waver,
she was 29 and she smelt like burned toast.

Posted 11 months ago