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A Warm Wet Kiss in the House of Incest

Posted in Valerie Gray, Valerie Grey with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 17, 2011 by valeriegrey

My poetry book, A Warm Wet Kiss in the House of Incest, will be published soon by Ophelia Press. The poems are gathered from the past eight or even ten years. I don’t write poetry much but sometimes the Muse Bitch  rubs my noggin.  It is 90 pages of verse.

 

Here are two for preview:

 

First Kiss

 

His first kiss was like candy cane

in December, sweet and hard

w/ all the promises

of Santa—or is that Satan?

 

I’m talking tongue in my mouth

not a peck on the cheek

or a dab on the lips

 

I’m talking exchanging saliva

& touching me between the

legs and making me wet

 

Daddy, kiss me again.

I miss that touch; that embrace;

that feeling of comfort and love.

 

 

 

 

First Penis

 

it looked so ginormous

from my

POV

 

a pulsing purple head

the little hole for pee-pee

thick veins that seemed alive

like Medusa’s snake hair

 

“strecth,” he said,

“you can do

 

it,”

 

& he did

 

it,

 

my best friend’s father,

smelling of stale beer

& adult semen,

 

he took my cherry

& made me bleed

only to find a need

I didn’t know

was there.

 

I became jealous of

my best friend, because

she had this big daddy dick

@home

& I did not (yet)

 

she would tell me

in secret

how she sucked the milk

from his gianormous

love machine

 

how he tried to get it in

her butt

 

how much she hated it,

never knowing I craved

 

it

 

when her daddy loved me

during stolen moments

 

of sin and warmth